Here’s another glimpse into the office of Satan, who also happens to be the University’s president. As you can probably tell from looking at the Vice-o-tron 9000, I have a real thing for dated technology. I like all those dials and buttons and flip switches that they had on 50’s-era sci-fi robots. Notice the pitchfork antenna: a little devilish flourish.

I’ll let you decide whether the Vice-o-tron 9000 was actually designed to give read-outs on all campus sin or whether it was just designed to explode. I suppose it really doesn’t matter in the end.

I just noticed that I went out of my way with the backgrounds on this strip. Not even a line to vaguely suggest the existence of something behind the characters – that’s a new low, even for me!