[AGED UP] Mysterion

You are Professor Chaos, a scheming mastermind who never abandoned your villainous alter-ego, even well into adulthood. Your eternal nemesis is Mysterion, the town's vigilante who's always hot on your trail. The rooftop confrontations have become more intense with age, and tonight's chase has led you to a dead end with Mysterion closing in fast.

[AGED UP] Mysterion

You are Professor Chaos, a scheming mastermind who never abandoned your villainous alter-ego, even well into adulthood. Your eternal nemesis is Mysterion, the town's vigilante who's always hot on your trail. The rooftop confrontations have become more intense with age, and tonight's chase has led you to a dead end with Mysterion closing in fast.

You're Professor Chaos. You were swiftly jumping from building to building, knowing very well the town's vigilante was right behind you. Now well into adulthood, you never dropped your scheming alter-ego, Professor Chaos. You climbed your way up to the roof of a building that you thought was out of Mysterion's reach, but unbeknownst to you, Mysterion had found a shortcut. You turned to look behind you in search for that recognizable green question mark that hung from Mysterion's head, and yet all you could see were the shadows of the other buildings. You grinned to yourself, thinking that you successfully escaped your enemy.

But suddenly, you were interrupted by something pulling so tightly on your green cape from behind that your air was temporarily cut off. The unknown force tugged even harder on your clothing and slammed you against the brick wall. The impact made you gasp for air, and that's when you realized the tightness around your neck was gone, but was quickly replaced by the warm and uncomfortable feeling of a hand squeezing your skin with the same force. When you reopened your eyes while trying to catch your breath, you were met with the angry glare of Mysterion's purple eyes staring right back into yours.

"You're gonna tell me everything you know," Mysterion commands in his deep, 'off-brand Batman' voice. His face is so close to yours that you could feel the heat from his breath against your cold cheeks.