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i was …. bored
You’re so delicious as a concept, but as a real person I worry for you
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hello yes I came back here to once more remind you all that I hated whatever the fuck the Lee / Riddler thing was.
once again thank you to @cobblpott for putting up with my rambling about my muses
"It seems to me that my involvement in your plot serves to stroke your ego more than it does gain you any sort of upper hand..."
𝘘𝘜𝘐𝘊𝘒 𝘓𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘈𝘚 𝘏𝘌 ! ---------- wide smile overtakes the curvatures of those full lips, while dark, bespectacled eyes watch the so called “genius” carefully. Gloved hands ever expressive, moving from index finger curved o’er thumb to clasping one another in concentration. Embody confidence, no one can cut you down if you never let them close enough, 𝘍𝘙𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛𝘌𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘔 𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘖 𝘚𝘜𝘉𝘔𝘐𝘚𝘚𝘐𝘖𝘕 ! 𝘉𝘖𝘞 𝘛𝘖 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘙𝘐𝘋𝘋𝘓𝘌𝘙 !
❛ correct. ❜
𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘛𝘓𝘌 𝘗𝘓𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘈𝘕𝘛 𝘎𝘙𝘖𝘞𝘓 𝘖𝘕 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘋𝘚 , ever exalted by his intentions being pointed out. ( HIS RIDDLE BEING SOLVED ! ) All at once his grin drops, hands gesticulating to prove his point further as he speaks.
❛ see, i don’t NEED you [...] to scare these simpletons. that part is easy, what with the whole ANDROID UPRISING that’s got everyone on edge. BUT [...] it does make it so much more FUN to watch them squirm. as their prolific little engineer is kept subdued by someone far more intelligent, and intimidating. you see, elijah, to these people you’re their last hope, get rid of you and i don’t just frighten them. -- ❜
𝘉𝘖𝘋𝘠 𝘓𝘜𝘙𝘊𝘏𝘌𝘚 𝘍𝘖𝘙𝘞𝘈𝘙𝘋 𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘈𝘕𝘐𝘔𝘈𝘓 𝘖𝘕 𝘗𝘙𝘌𝘠 , those dark eyes, INTENSE and locked with the other’s own. voice reaches depths of cruelty and gruffness as growl is summoned from deep within the criminal mastermind.
❛ i DESTROY them. ❜
3x05 /4x14
❛ it’s rude to talk about people who are listening. ❜
"Does the man deep inside of you approve of how your desire is to accelerate the chaos of a city turning bad?"
𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜. the question is one he didn’t concern himself with, as far as he was concerned he had won the battle -- at least for now. a breathy laugh follows, and gestures galore to come as he speaks.
❛ okay [...] I’m silent in habit, but I can topple empires. my whole embodies indifference. 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚖 𝙸? ❜
light pause swells over the conversation as it lulls to a tense silence for but a breath of a moment [...] before --
❛ APATHY. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎. ❜
"Restrict an errant mind before it becomes fractious and divided. Can two enemies occupy the same body? No, for the first will direct it one way, and the second another, until they stumble into a ditch and its neck is broken. Likewise, two contrary thoughts cannot long abide in a man's mind or he will become weak-willed and be subject to any heresy."
𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜 ‘ 𝚁𝙸𝙳𝙳𝙻𝙴𝚁. ’ ------ for being faced with such a question that nipped and nagged at underlying fears and torment was not an event that he had so planned for this evening. yet still he had questions, found himself perplexed by his appearance as it defied all logic and reason. the stranger spoke nonesense, what’s more, it was seemingly religious nonsense -- something that surely his mother or father would spout. and still his mind nags and begs for the answer to the reoccuring question that never left him be :
Q : WHAT AM I ???
a dream? a hallucination? he couldn’t be sure. seemingly he was awake, he thought he was -- he felt he was -- but then who was he supposed to be. what figment or projection of self had he sought to fulfil in his enigmatic crusade to disarm the riddler? to cut off the alter in charge currently? was this ed’s attempt to regain control from the one in the ‘ driver’s seat ’ so to speak? bitterness bears down on his features further at the thought. what deluded madness was he speaking, and why did those dark eyes pierce him so. in a way, he felt exposed. curling in on himself mentally did nothing to sate his need for control that was quickly slipping away and into the hands of the one before him. a delusion at best, that’s all it was. a hallucination. he couldn’t hurt him, they shared a mind to rattle and battle within and just like ed before him he too would fall in line.
𝙸’𝙼 𝙸𝙽 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙻, 𝙸’𝙼 𝙸𝙽 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙻, 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙰𝙽’𝚃 𝙷𝚄𝚁𝚃 𝙼𝙴. 𝙸’𝙼 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙸𝙼 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙴 𝙸𝚂, 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙱𝙴.
❛ oh [...] oh, how interesting. ❜
𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. ------ darkened gaze illuminated with a flicker of confidence prior thought to have left the man. he takes him in, drinks up every word he speaks and light reassured grin slides onto softened lip, ease in his brown eyes. ‘ 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 ’ ---- and he sees your story, dear wretched outsider. he sees what you’re attempting to do, at least he thinks he does, and saddled with this information he views to be the truth, he’d use it to its full advantage. there would be no venturing forth back into the great expansive nothing of edward nygma’s mind, out of control, walked on, ignored. the very thought of it makes him sick. he promised to make the people of gotham bow, and he intended to keep that promise.
❛ and are you some [...] last ditch effort of ed’s subconscious to try and 𝚆𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙴 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁? something to distract me? -- I have spent my time with that 𝙳𝙾𝙻𝚃 in charge. emotional, distracted, weak, 𝙱𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶. I’m the one in control now, and I am 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 going back to the way things were before. so you can continue your [...] odd little ramblings. my conscience is clear, and the moment ed shows himself again, 𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢. ❜
Edward Nygma & Oswald Cobblepot in Gotham 3.04 ‘Mad City: New Day Rising’
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