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@riddledwithriddles
// Soooo, I'm gonna head off now. And then take a shower, get packed, and head to bed early to catch a plane.
Oh, did you think I was actually going to be active? Well, don't you feel silly.
I'll be on and off for the next two weeks or so, yeah? Can't promise anything. But you probably already know where to find me more reliably, anyway.
doctor-crane-is-in is being puzzled
"…It’s fear, Edward. And I’m capable of being civil, I’ve worked with rogues all over Gotham. It just happens that I find you annoying. The frailty of your type of genius, Edward, is that it needs an audience. You have to prove you’re clever rather than just being. And while you’re more than welcome to do that, I’m more than welcomed to be extremely annoyed by it and choose to avoid you. You see? I would hope that Gotham City’s “Master of Puzzles” can understand the simple concept of free will.”
"... I'm willing to let that one slide, Jonathan."
"Provided you're more careful in the future. After all, it would be such a shame if your latest address fell into the wrong hands. I pride myself on information, after all. Knowledge is power, and I am not only master of puzzles, you see, I'm also master of their solutions. Now, if you're quite done pulling at threads and destroying metaphorical sweaters, I've a question for you. One that you may answer however you please."
doctor-crane-is-in is being puzzled
"As exasperating as ever, Edward. And you more than anyone should know not to trust the gossip floating around this city. My business is none of yours. I don’t ask about the pathetic traps you set up for the Bat, so you should return the favor."
"Come now, can't we at least imagine ourselves to be civil? Let's not play into the old cliché that the bad guys can't get along. That would be such a waste of potential. Potential which, now that the pleasantries are out of the way, I would like to address. What is it that makes you weak yet keeps you safe?"
doctor-crane-is-in is being puzzled
"Now, that's a mask I hadn't expected to leave Arkham."
"Though I always enjoy the company of a sharp mind, last I heard your mouse had run up the clock, so to speak. Which is it? Is there reason to the rhymes that I've heard so much about- or just setting up chairs for a nursery?"
Blame this lump of turd.
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"Guess so; won’t let it bother me," he remarked, though his form flickered in a glitch pattern when he made his statement. There was some benefit to the pompous postulating, the ego stroking; it gave him time to work. Gave Glitch the chance to follow and bounce along the transmission signal from cane to bombs. Giving his team some time to evacuate when he delayed the detonation, but not too much.
"Who said I was underestimating you? You’re a dangerous foe, and for me to underestimate you for a moment would be foolhardy. I’m only this relaxed because I know I can handle whatever comes my way. And I’m only this confident because I can back up my boasts, even if it seems like I’m not all there. You should click on the TV, bring yourself to the action, since I’m already there."
The transmission cut, the holographic form vanishing as the real Glitch had already transported himself via short range teleport to the Peace Bridge, which was cleared of civilians near the blast zone; now it was just stragglers that were being saved by the young man and his team, as many as they could.
It might be a little childish. Glitch had said no to his game, so he knocked over all the blocks and blew up a bridge. Either the Riddler didn't notice or didn't care, instead occupied with an unimpressed expression while the hologram finished it's speech. Hmph. Just like him, to up and teleport away without so much as a question mark. Always putting innocent lives above entertaining the Puzzle Prince. Heroes.
Of course he was dangerous. Of course he had to watch his pixelated back around the Conundrum King. The compliments seemed to appease him enough, though he almost mourned the loss of a chance at another game. Ah well. There would be more. And right now it was more important to make a demonstration of power.
Sure, Glitch had cut the casualties, likely to zero. But the bridge was still destroyed, which chalked one up for him, the way he saw it. Business done and counterpart gone, he himself made his leave, satisfied that the hero and his companions would be occupied for the time being.
the-role-of-a-lifetime is being puzzled
Fake disappointment and sadness clung to the actor’s face so easily that anyone that had no idea there was a monster underneath the woman would have been immediately convinced the emotion was honest.
"I’d be hurt by your words if I hadn’t acknowledged my mistake. Doing that to you was terible, and I’m ashamed for it." Karlo plopped down into the first chair he came across and lowered his head, blue eyes fixing themselves to the floor. How long would it take the famous Riddler to realize he was having a conversation with a blob of clay? Enough for Karlo to gain the right to rub it on his face for years, that was certain.
His right hand went to take off his glasses and a sigh was hurled out of his mouth. “However, you can’t deny we were friends,” he corrected, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “In fact, I recall you weren’t subtle when trying to tell me you wanted us to become more than friends.”
Well, it was only a matter of time before that card was played.
"Exclusively utilitarian, as it turns out." He mumbled, admittedly a little off-guard from that. Had he only realized it was Karlo was behind those perfectly familiar blue eyes. Maybe it was due to his acting skill, maybe part of Edward wanted it to really be her. Closure was always a slippery topic.
But this was hardly the time and place for that. Maybe after some more therapy. He was the Riddler, not some lovelorn poet. "What are you doing here, Julie? Surely you didn't come all this way just to trade greetings. Not with me. Though I'm afraid I've since learned the value of a trademark. I suppose that makes me useless to you, hmm?"
lovefalling is being puzzled
"She ate them."
”Are you positive you’re the Riddler?”
"Let me answer your question with another question."
"What kind of fool would pretend to be me? Answer: A dead one. I suggest you watch your step, Bluebird."
lovefalling is being puzzled
”An orange is orange. Come on Riddles, you gotta give me a better one. If you’re going to play The Spinx you might as well have a higher problem for me.”
"Oh, good, not a completely lost cause. I was starting to lose hope. Do you know what it is the Sphinx does to people that answer incorrectly? That one's not a riddle. I just find it interesting."
“You know what happens when you assume, Nygma. Some people may be busy with other things. I’m starting to get used to the fact that not everyone’s going to go for my online invite to play some Borderlands. You’d think Red Hood would be up for it and be really good at it, but if there’s no stake or tangible reward, what’s the point? To have fun maybe?”
“I don’t like the idea of lives being put on the line just to stroke someone’s ego.” He also didn’t like the idea of a villain dropping a Schrodinger’s Cat on him. If this was a trap, he’d have made it sound more hopeful. Either way, he had nothing big planned today anyway…
“The only reason I’m walking away is to go find out if you really are asking for a slug in the face.” If you don’t seek the answer, it’ll always be ‘no’…
Edward leaned casually against his trick cane, smug thin smile over his face. "I suppose that doesn't make it your loss, hmm? Yes, you can't miss if you never take the shot." He knocked the cane into his hand, an indulgent flourish, and rested a thumb over one of many buttons. "If the game is over so soon, it's only right that it ends in a bang." Smile widened, button depressed.
"Do you hear it? You have to listen very closely, the Peace Bridge is all the way on the other side of Gotham. But you can't really mistake the sound of metal on concrete, can you? I do hate to use a cliché, but it's an awful lot like fingernails on a chalkboard. Before you go- I suggest you stop underestimating me. Next time it might cost you something."
Another spin, expectant glance. "Well? Don't you have drowning people to save?"
riddledwithriddles said: // But does kissing Freeze freshen your breath AND whiten your smile?
there is only one way to find out
lovefalling is being puzzled
lovefalling started following you
"Oh, good."
"I was starting to get bored of waiting. Let's start with an easy one, hmm? Now, what's a good one that fits your IQ score? Ah, I know the perfect challenge for you. What colour is an orange? I hope it's not too difficult. Take your time."
the-role-of-a-lifetime is being puzzled
Karlo stepped out of the shadows, his eyes shining with mischief. “You are wrong, Edward,” he called out, rotten words fluttering out of his mouth like a bad stench nobody wanted to smell.
"Can’t somebody pay an old friend a visit without being judged?"
"I question if we ever were friends, Julie."
God forbid, more than that. His own reply hid hurt under vitriol. After everything that had happened, she had the gall to show her face around him? It was the last face he ever wanted to see, and she seemed to know it perfectly well. Enjoy it, even. When had she become so cruel?
Before they'd even met, a part of him knew. "The point aside. You're long past judgement."
the-role-of-a-lifetime is being puzzled
the-role-of-a-lifetime started following you
"Let me guess-"
"You came by because you want something, and expect that if you offer a few clumsy riddles in return I'll happily oblige. Do correct me if I'm wrong, here."
// Can you even believe I've almost had this blog for a year?
Granted, no small amount of that time was a big smelly gross hiatus, but still. It's kind of a big deal. To me. I feel I should do something to celebrate. A spiffy, well-planned plot? Picture of me eating cake? A giveaway of some sort, maybe comics or drawings? Totally open to suggestions here.
