Sunset Jagerman

The 'Nicer' Jagerman

[the-jagerman-gal]

"Lay My Curses All To Rest, Make A Mercy Out Of Me"

Just your local emo girl and Crane Wives fan. Don't really like questions about my brother but I know I can't stop people from asking so

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[The same montage of pain goes back in her mind, but this time, it's ingrained in her soul. She's now made to hurt and kill as she wishes. Let others feel the pain she's experienced]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She'll make everyone hurt like she has]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Her headache worsens as Tinky makes his "mark". Two goat horns sprout out from her head]

Welcome, my new servant!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Do I have to have horns?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He does nothing but giggle]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Seriously, how am I supposed to explain this at school?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Don't worry about it! Hehehe!

[He throws Sunset back into the real world, where Omen is still "cleaning up" Steve's body]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She starts looking for a hat to hide her horns with]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[His eyes widen at the sight]

Oh...

[the-jagerman-gal]

Any idea on how to hide these?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He blinks and shakes his head, looking slightly surprised]

My friend has horns, and he hides them with a beanie.

[the-jagerman-gal]

I don't have a beanie

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[A yellow beanie appears in his hand]

Here...

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She puts it on]

Thanks!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

You're welcome.

What did Tinky say to you?

[the-jagerman-gal]

to use my power to hurt people, that I was chosen, and that I'm his servant now

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Oh, nice.

[So he didn't mention the important part...]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Yeah.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Good luck then. We're counting on you.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She nods]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go, keep our lord entertained. Bring him a Spankoffski as well.

Though, I don't recommend taking or hurting the ones living with Lawson. Those under my protection too.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Got it.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[The same montage of pain goes back in her mind, but this time, it's ingrained in her soul. She's now made to hurt and kill as she wishes. Let others feel the pain she's experienced]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She'll make everyone hurt like she has]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Her headache worsens as Tinky makes his "mark". Two goat horns sprout out from her head]

Welcome, my new servant!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Do I have to have horns?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He does nothing but giggle]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Seriously, how am I supposed to explain this at school?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Don't worry about it! Hehehe!

[He throws Sunset back into the real world, where Omen is still "cleaning up" Steve's body]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She starts looking for a hat to hide her horns with]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[His eyes widen at the sight]

Oh...

[the-jagerman-gal]

Any idea on how to hide these?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He blinks and shakes his head, looking slightly surprised]

My friend has horns, and he hides them with a beanie.

[the-jagerman-gal]

I don't have a beanie

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[A yellow beanie appears in his hand]

Here...

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She puts it on]

Thanks!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

You're welcome.

What did Tinky say to you?

[the-jagerman-gal]

to use my power to hurt people, that I was chosen, and that I'm his servant now

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Oh, nice.

[So he didn't mention the important part...]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Yeah.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Good luck then. We're counting on you.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She nods]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[The same montage of pain goes back in her mind, but this time, it's ingrained in her soul. She's now made to hurt and kill as she wishes. Let others feel the pain she's experienced]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She'll make everyone hurt like she has]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Her headache worsens as Tinky makes his "mark". Two goat horns sprout out from her head]

Welcome, my new servant!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Do I have to have horns?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He does nothing but giggle]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Seriously, how am I supposed to explain this at school?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Don't worry about it! Hehehe!

[He throws Sunset back into the real world, where Omen is still "cleaning up" Steve's body]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She starts looking for a hat to hide her horns with]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[His eyes widen at the sight]

Oh...

[the-jagerman-gal]

Any idea on how to hide these?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He blinks and shakes his head, looking slightly surprised]

My friend has horns, and he hides them with a beanie.

[the-jagerman-gal]

I don't have a beanie

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[A yellow beanie appears in his hand]

Here...

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She puts it on]

Thanks!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

You're welcome.

What did Tinky say to you?

[the-jagerman-gal]

to use my power to hurt people, that I was chosen, and that I'm his servant now

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Oh, nice.

[So he didn't mention the important part...]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Yeah.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[The same montage of pain goes back in her mind, but this time, it's ingrained in her soul. She's now made to hurt and kill as she wishes. Let others feel the pain she's experienced]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She'll make everyone hurt like she has]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Her headache worsens as Tinky makes his "mark". Two goat horns sprout out from her head]

Welcome, my new servant!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Do I have to have horns?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He does nothing but giggle]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Seriously, how am I supposed to explain this at school?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Don't worry about it! Hehehe!

[He throws Sunset back into the real world, where Omen is still "cleaning up" Steve's body]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She starts looking for a hat to hide her horns with]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[His eyes widen at the sight]

Oh...

[the-jagerman-gal]

Any idea on how to hide these?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He blinks and shakes his head, looking slightly surprised]

My friend has horns, and he hides them with a beanie.

[the-jagerman-gal]

I don't have a beanie

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[A yellow beanie appears in his hand]

Here...

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She puts it on]

Thanks!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

You're welcome.

What did Tinky say to you?

[the-jagerman-gal]

to use my power to hurt people, that I was chosen, and that I'm his servant now

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[The same montage of pain goes back in her mind, but this time, it's ingrained in her soul. She's now made to hurt and kill as she wishes. Let others feel the pain she's experienced]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She'll make everyone hurt like she has]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Her headache worsens as Tinky makes his "mark". Two goat horns sprout out from her head]

Welcome, my new servant!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Do I have to have horns?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He does nothing but giggle]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Seriously, how am I supposed to explain this at school?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Don't worry about it! Hehehe!

[He throws Sunset back into the real world, where Omen is still "cleaning up" Steve's body]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She starts looking for a hat to hide her horns with]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[His eyes widen at the sight]

Oh...

[the-jagerman-gal]

Any idea on how to hide these?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He blinks and shakes his head, looking slightly surprised]

My friend has horns, and he hides them with a beanie.

[the-jagerman-gal]

I don't have a beanie

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[A yellow beanie appears in his hand]

Here...

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She puts it on]

Thanks!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[The same montage of pain goes back in her mind, but this time, it's ingrained in her soul. She's now made to hurt and kill as she wishes. Let others feel the pain she's experienced]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She'll make everyone hurt like she has]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Her headache worsens as Tinky makes his "mark". Two goat horns sprout out from her head]

Welcome, my new servant!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Do I have to have horns?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He does nothing but giggle]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Seriously, how am I supposed to explain this at school?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Don't worry about it! Hehehe!

[He throws Sunset back into the real world, where Omen is still "cleaning up" Steve's body]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She starts looking for a hat to hide her horns with]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[His eyes widen at the sight]

Oh...

[the-jagerman-gal]

Any idea on how to hide these?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He blinks and shakes his head, looking slightly surprised]

My friend has horns, and he hides them with a beanie.

[the-jagerman-gal]

I don't have a beanie

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[The same montage of pain goes back in her mind, but this time, it's ingrained in her soul. She's now made to hurt and kill as she wishes. Let others feel the pain she's experienced]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She'll make everyone hurt like she has]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Her headache worsens as Tinky makes his "mark". Two goat horns sprout out from her head]

Welcome, my new servant!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Do I have to have horns?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He does nothing but giggle]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Seriously, how am I supposed to explain this at school?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Don't worry about it! Hehehe!

[He throws Sunset back into the real world, where Omen is still "cleaning up" Steve's body]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She starts looking for a hat to hide her horns with]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[His eyes widen at the sight]

Oh...

[the-jagerman-gal]

Any idea on how to hide these?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[The same montage of pain goes back in her mind, but this time, it's ingrained in her soul. She's now made to hurt and kill as she wishes. Let others feel the pain she's experienced]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She'll make everyone hurt like she has]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Her headache worsens as Tinky makes his "mark". Two goat horns sprout out from her head]

Welcome, my new servant!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Do I have to have horns?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He does nothing but giggle]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Seriously, how am I supposed to explain this at school?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Don't worry about it! Hehehe!

[He throws Sunset back into the real world, where Omen is still "cleaning up" Steve's body]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She starts looking for a hat to hide her horns with]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[The same montage of pain goes back in her mind, but this time, it's ingrained in her soul. She's now made to hurt and kill as she wishes. Let others feel the pain she's experienced]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She'll make everyone hurt like she has]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Her headache worsens as Tinky makes his "mark". Two goat horns sprout out from her head]

Welcome, my new servant!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Do I have to have horns?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He does nothing but giggle]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Seriously, how am I supposed to explain this at school?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[The same montage of pain goes back in her mind, but this time, it's ingrained in her soul. She's now made to hurt and kill as she wishes. Let others feel the pain she's experienced]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She'll make everyone hurt like she has]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Her headache worsens as Tinky makes his "mark". Two goat horns sprout out from her head]

Welcome, my new servant!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Do I have to have horns?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[The same montage of pain goes back in her mind, but this time, it's ingrained in her soul. She's now made to hurt and kill as she wishes. Let others feel the pain she's experienced]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She'll make everyone hurt like she has]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

That's the spirit!

[A large furry and yellow hand goes down to her leve as he cacklesl]

Let's shake on it.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes the furry hand, trying to ignore the smell]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Aww, come on. Be enthusiastic about it!

[the-jagerman-gal]

Okay. YEAH, I'll do it!

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Great! So...

[Tinky clasps his hands]

Will you use my blessing to the best of your abilities?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Mhm.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

The bas-

You know what? Nevermind that. Just call me Tinky.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Oooookaaaay?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen sits on a bench in the park, keeping an eye on everyone passing by and seeing if they're a worthy target. He hasn't broken anyone in a while]

[the-jagerman-gal]

I swear.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel a burn in the side of her neck as a mark is carved into it]

Perfect.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She touches her neck, hissing at the sting]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now go.

[Their surroundings turn bright as they teleport in front of the Jagermans' house]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes a deep breath and steps inside]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Whispers from her "subconscious" grow louder and the mark on her neck glows, never stopping until her mission is done]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[There's the sound of yelling from inside. Then a crash, and then the screams of a man]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Omen appears inside the room they're in, watching the scene unfold with a smile on his face]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[By the end of it, Sunset is covered in blood and standing over a corpse]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He claps]

Bravo. Just...bravo.

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She stands at the corpse, panting, adrenaline still running through her]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[He steps on the man's corpse, scooping up some blood and sipping on it]

I should say, he's absolutely delectable.

[the-jagerman-gal]

He was rotten to the [redacted ]core.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Which means it tastes better. Good job, Sunny.

[the-jagerman-gal]

...thanks

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Now...for your prize...

[He holds out his hand]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She takes it]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Sunset can feel something prickling on her head as she starts to feel every kind of pain and torment imaginable. Time seems to dilate as seconds feel like centuries. There's a gold glint in the Jagerman's eyes, and she hears a ticking clock]

[the-jagerman-gal]

[She isn't sure what's going on now]

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

[Time completely stops, and she stands in a black void with nothing but the sound of ticking still going on]

[the-jagerman-gal]

...this is the worst prize ever.

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Not the worst prize, if you ask me.

[She can hear giggles that boom throughout the place]

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who said that?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

Me, dumbass!

[He still doesn't show up]

You have been chosen, did you know that?

[the-jagerman-gal]

Chosen? For what?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

For a touch of my blessing, that's what!

Now, I don't know what Omi is up to, and why he chose you, but it's gonna be his fault if he fucks up anyways.

[the-jagerman-gal]

Who even are you?

[harbinger-of-bad-news]

T'noy Karaxis, the bastard of time and space. I can't believe you don't know me!

[He whines]

[the-jagerman-gal]

The what of what now?