GRADUATION

[descentinto]

[ There’s a spark in the darkness outside the dome, somewhere. The pale rainbow of some kind of bio-luminescent jellyfish. Then another. Then two more. Then ten more.

Within moments, the seafloor around you is illuminated by jellyfish, shining brighter than nature should allow, and you find your surroundings changed. Statues, piles of gold, paintings, all of them lie scattered around for as far as the eye can see in any direction. Just a disgusting amount of wealth.

The frosted glass box in front of all of you just… vanishes. And standing at a podium that doesn’t at all match the previous silhouette, you finally get to see The Professor, in all his slightly ghoulish glory.

Honestly? This might be exactly the kind of man you pictured he would be. ]

Allow me to introduce myself properly, boys and girls. I am Professor Gunnar Maelstrom, one of the five sitting members of the Faculty here at VILE. I suppose, one way or another, this is where it ends.

[ You’re getting close, gumshoes! Don’t give up! ]

Comments

[wheremst]

[ She chuckles. ]

If you guys promise to use it for non-criminal purposes, I think you can each take a cut. I'm sure some of that stuff isn't exactly going back to reputable people.

[bolderfell]

[He opens his mouth, closes it, and seems to consider whether or not "my own personal enrichment" constitutes a criminal purpose when he's, you know, a criminal.]

...Sure.

[mouflon]

Criminal? I'd never.

[ look at her! smiling like an angel! ]

[wheremst]

You know what? At this point, let's just say I won't ask.

[mouflon]

It'll be going to a good cause. Promise.

[ just one that is technically illegal ]