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"Fifteen grand. Only fifteen grand," Devlin sighed.

"Dev, the python that attacked us was literally half the size of the one our drone took out."

"Still. . . Ah, whatever. We got our money and we were able to upgrade SeaBot."

"Are we sure it's a good idea to go out to sea now?"

"Cor, SeaBot's ultimate mission is to be able to go into the very depths of the ocean. Bottom of the Mariana Trench territory. The Florida Everglades was the Kiddy Pool. Now we're standing on the very first step of the public pool."

"Uh..."

"Don't diss my analogies, man."

"No, no. It's... an alright one."

"Let's see you make a better one."

"No."

"That's what I thought. Huh. This is a pretty good view."

"Yeah. You didn't skip on the resolution, did you."

"Hell no. We've all seen plenty of those crappy videos where everything is grimy and hard to see, where a rock looks like a monster and all that. The swamp water gave us the idea to give the drone a filter in order to see everything in a five meter radius more easily, want to upgrade that to at least five miles-"

"Dude! Not even we can come up with a filter THAT powerful!"

"Let me dream! Anyway, the hull is dense enough to handle the bite of a saltwater croc, the voltage is now a cool fifty thousand volts-"

"You know, some tasers clock up to the billions voltage."

"And they're expensive."

Corey sucked his teeth. "Cheap ass."

"Are budget sucks and you know it!"

"Yeah, that's true. Hopefully we'll find something worthwhile soon enough for the top brass to approve us of a raise."

"Until then, let's just see how far SeaBot can- WHOA, WHOA, WHOA," Devlin went.

"What!? What happened?!"

"Uh..." Devlin nervously chuckled. "I know how far our drone can currently go."

Corey looked at the screen. "TWO MILES?! THAT'S IT?! I CAN SWIM THAT!"

"I didn't know you could swim."

"Learn something new every day, don't we?" Corey groaned. "This is pathetic. The Mariana Trench is recorded to be about seven miles deep, and that's what was recorded. The center of the Earth is almost four thousand miles deep. What if our drone needs to go so much as a HUNDRED miles deep?"

"Well, that's why we're testing and improving SeaBot, now isn't it?"

Corey sighed.

"Look, Cor, let's just see what we can find in the radius we CAN reach for now. the Gulf of Mexico is bound to have some old pirate crap."

"Like what? A rust covered sword? A pegleg full of rum?"

"That might be worth selling."

". . . You're an idiot."

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"Fifteen grand. Only fifteen grand," Devlin sighed.

"Dev, the python that attacked us was literally half the size of the one our drone took out."

"Still. . . Ah, whatever. We got our money and we were able to upgrade SeaBot."

"Are we sure it's a good idea to go out to sea now?"

"Cor, SeaBot's ultimate mission is to be able to go into the very depths of the ocean. Bottom of the Mariana Trench territory. The Florida Everglades was the Kiddy Pool. Now we're standing on the very first step of the public pool."

"Uh..."

"Don't diss my analogies, man."

"No, no. It's... an alright one."

"Let's see you make a better one."

"No."

"That's what I thought. Huh. This is a pretty good view."

"Yeah. You didn't skip on the resolution, did you."

"Hell no. We've all seen plenty of those crappy videos where everything is grimy and hard to see, where a rock looks like a monster and all that. The swamp water gave us the idea to give the drone a filter in order to see everything in a five meter radius more easily, want to upgrade that to at least five miles-"

"Dude! Not even we can come up with a filter THAT powerful!"

"Let me dream! Anyway, the hull is dense enough to handle the bite of a saltwater croc, the voltage is now a cool fifty thousand volts-"

"You know, some tasers clock up to the billions voltage."

"And they're expensive."

Corey sucked his teeth. "Cheap ass."

"Are budget sucks and you know it!"

"Yeah, that's true. Hopefully we'll find something worthwhile soon enough for the top brass to approve us of a raise."

"Until then, let's just see how far SeaBot can- WHOA, WHOA, WHOA," Devlin went.

"What!? What happened?!"

"Uh..." Devlin nervously chuckled. "I know how far our drone can currently go."

Corey looked at the screen. "TWO MILES?! THAT'S IT?! I CAN SWIM THAT!"

"I didn't know you could swim."

"Learn something new every day, don't we?" Corey groaned. "This is pathetic. The Mariana Trench is recorded to be about seven miles deep, and that's what was recorded. The center of the Earth is almost four thousand miles deep. What if our drone needs to go so much as a HUNDRED miles deep?"

"Well, that's why we're testing and improving SeaBot, now isn't it?"

Corey sighed.

"Look, Cor, let's just see what we can find in the radius we CAN reach for now. the Gulf of Mexico is bound to have some old pirate crap."

"Like what? A rust covered sword? A pegleg full of rum?"

"That might be worth selling."

". . . You're an idiot."