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"He didn't even compliment my outfit! I worked real hard on making it look sexy too."

riddles-and-ego

“If you really think Joker can commit to a genuine romantic relationship, then I would say you’re the bigger clown.”

diamondcladclown

"Ya got a staring problem or something?"

riddles-and-ego

“More like I’m wondering what you are up to. No doubt, something annoying.”

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BATMAN ARKHAM SERIES (2009-2015) PROMPTS

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don’t want to make things too easy for you.

you of all people should know, there’s nothing so cruel as memory.

sometimes you need to brace yourself for disappointment.

your presence creates these animals.

you know there’s only one way to stop me.

you’re right, i think i chipped a nail back there.

do they even have manners where he comes from?

i know you don’t feel like answering me, it’s the only way to catch who did this.

that doesn’t sound good.

this is not a time for negotiation.

oh you’re getting too predictable.

that loser didn’t stand a chance.

i thought you were dead.

you know, you almost had me scared back there!

today is not a good day to push me.

it’s sad, really. makes me feel like you don’t care to see the good side of me.

i am sorry i doubted you.

it’s what you taught me, do the right thing, that’s all that matters.

hold still, you wanker!

ooh, aren’t you scary.

you married because you were scared of dying alone.

figured you could use my help.

you’re afraid of being forgotten—and you will be forgotten.

no hostages. no surrender.

well, as you can see, no one is untouchable.

listen to me carefully, when they open the door, do not panic. stay close to me.

i’d like to thank my fans for their undying support.

i was determined to prove him wrong.

i learn from my mistakes, do you?

you ever wonder if you’re the reason this city’s so messed up?

you’re not going anywhere, old man.

i think you’re so busy playing hero you’ve forgotten what it’s like for the rest of us.

you’re old, you’re predictable, and you never stood a chance.

now look at what you’ve done!

i’m coming for you.

can i get you anything?

tell me, what are you really scared of?

please don’t hurt me.

answers don’t give you everlasting satisfaction

does that outfit help bury your feelings, hiding your true self?

i’m done taking orders from you.

i’ll let you help me find my socks if you keep this up.

by my count, there are still nine more ribs i can break.

we need to talk.

no one’s who you think they are.

as you can see, i’m looking much better.

i have a question for you.

what a blabbermouth! spoiling the surprise!

me? it was your plan, ya goofy clown!

oh, isn’t that cute?

who do you see when you look at me?

what happened? you used to put up a fight.

it’s this city, there’s something wrong with it.

how can you even joke about that?

you’ve never let me capture you this easily.

be quiet.

am i getting to you?

i’ve seen worse.

you will bring death to all who follow you.

what a pretty name.

there’s nothing wrong with you.

who do you think you’re talking to?

even after everything you’ve done, i would have saved you.

i don’t want to work with you.

how many lives will you destroy in pursuit of what you call justice?

i’m sorry about that.

he’s no better than the creep who killed your parents.

you are the product of everything you fear.

if you’re caught in that blast, you will die!

by the end of tonight, i will be a hero. just like you.

that’s much nicer.

like my new uniform? it’s hot right?

you can’t beat me this time.

ooh, that’s gotta hurt!

i still have a trick or two up my sleeve.

that’s what i like about you.

you need to learn to shut up.

nicely done! you deserve a prize!

why fight it?

i want you dead.

you’ve been a good friend.

i have nothing left to live for.

i’ve got your scent.

do not lie to me.

what are you talking about?

stop me once and for all!

wee! great night for a party.

you need us just as much as we need you.

oh, this is beautiful!

there’s plenty wrong with me.

you’re better than this.

you won’t get away with this!

can’t wait to return the favor.

you might learn that we’re not so different.

i’ll always be here to stop you.

you want to know what i want now?

now you want to talk?

you are in my world now.

if you try to stop me, i guarantee everyone will know your secret.

i will not in good conscience allow you to go.

we’re going to have some fun now!

i’m surprised he didn’t kill you.

every decision you’ve ever made ends with death and misery.

i may never get the chance to tell you this.

you’re ruining my big night!

it’s been a long rivalry, but this is the only way it could end.

i was wondering what would break first—your spirit, or your body.

i eat punks like these for breakfast.

you are beginning to impress me.

i want answers, damn it!

is that it then? we’re not as good as you?

that reminds me, i really need to get some new shoes.

what have i got to be afraid of?!

my father hated me, he always called me a moron.

that’s not fair!

you really should learn to keep that fat mouth of yours shut.

do you want to know something funny?

you seem distressed, anything you could use my help with?

why spoil the fun?

you took longer than i expected.

don’t ever try to get in my head again.

i just need to ask you some questions.

you don’t have anything to offer.

this old man looks like he’s gonna pee himself!

let’s see if you can keep up with me!

you just can’t get through your thick skull!

take a seat in my office.

having a little trouble up there?

gotta say, i thought you’d last longer.

i guess learning is a lot to ask from you, meat-for-brains.

i feel i should thank you.

you are in over your head and i don’t want this to be your end.

i think i’m looking better than ever.

i’m fine.

gotta go! i’ve got a party to arrange.

sorry to disappoint you, it’s just little ol’ me.

do you think i’m taking advice from some guy who’s never even been in a fight?

i thought i told you to stay quiet!

it will be my legacy.

we have much to discuss.

you okay?

seeing as how i’m feeling generous, i’ll give you this one for free!

do you know what i’m thinking right now?

have you ever considered that all this is your fault?

you are all experiencing fear in anticipation of some specific pain or danger.

are you cheating?

you had to spoil everything, didn’t you?

i’m here to help you.

this place is dangerous… i like it!

what the hell is happening down there?

you’ll never beat me.

we’re not all as strong as you.

do you hear that? sounds like eight tiny reindeer.

all your sacrifices and yet you are the one to blame!

is your mind playing tricks on you… or am i?

why should i care?

so we both die. i’m fine with that.

without fear, life is meaningless!

you are a truly extraordinary specimen.

i’ve trained my mind to feel no pain.

you ever wonder how things got to be so bad here?

was that the answer you wanted?

i want what i paid for.

you’re dead and buried, darling.

lighten up. i’m just messing with ya.

i’m gonna enjoy teaching you some manners!

i didn’t need your help.

you’re not a hero. you’re a despot.

come on, kid, this way.

see, you can be nice.

i can take anything you throw at me.

what the hell are you supposed to be?

oh, i don’t have a lot of friends.

you’re not safe here.

are you happy now?

since when have you been all about reading, anyway?

you’ve become what you’ve always fought against.

i look forward to breaking you.

you’ve gotten so used to the power, you think you’re better than everyone.

let’s start the party with a bang!

you’re as crazy as the rest of us.

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crime themed sentence starters | still accepting.

For a moment she considered not answering — the glance she gave him from the corner of her eye flicked up and down once, the look of someone who had seen all the needed to and found it lacking. There was a jazz band already halfway through their set at the front of the bar, the singer nervous, clinging to the mic like a lifeline.

"I didn't realise it was any of your business," Mary said after a moment, settling back in her seat. She still didn't look at him fully, instead examining the dregs of her drink.

"Do you make a habit of babysitting all your acquaintances, Eddie, or is that my singular pleasure?"

riddles-and-ego

“A babysitter may be necessary, considering your habit of acting irritatingly childish.” Edward retorted before taking a swig of his liquor. Honestly, for someone who was currently wanted, her actions were noticeably contradictory to her goals. Then again, that was nothing new. This was the gal who ran around the city as ‘Baby Doll’, all the while yearning for someone to see her as the adult woman she really was.

“I just don’t see the logic in it, Mary.” He answered “Of all the places to go while you’re on your little lamb, you pick The Iceberg Lounge. Couldn’t you have picked somewhere with less notoriety? Or are you too good for places like Noonan’s or Club 8?”

riddles-and-ego

“I should help YOU?” Edward responded with a mirthful (if venomous) chuckle “After the countless times you have harmed me, humiliated me and thrown me into that hellscape of jabbering oafs we call Arkham, you demand that I help you NOW?...Well, in any other situation, I would throw you out of my hideout by force. However, at current moment, my ire is pointed more towards the second-rate copycat running around and ruining my good name.”

With a flick of his cane, the monitors behind him lit up, displaying pictures and info on every trap and riddle that the bat had encountered so far on this case. It seemed that, indeed, The Riddler had been looking into this as well. And why wouldn’t he? As the clown would say, never rub another man’s rhubarb.

“Honestly, this one should have been your first tipoff that something was amiss.” He said, his cane pointing to the Taxidermy Zoo on the screen. “ ‘What animal grows up as it grows down?’ The victim chose a swan from the fountain. If you follow the logic of the riddle, it’s obvious that, even if by chance, the victim made the correct choice. However, as soon as he placed the swan on the pedestal, the trap activated anyway. Now, I’ll be the first to admit I’ve done some underhanded things with my own puzzles but, even if begrudgingly, I still allow the victorious their prize. This fake Riddler (and I hesitate to even address them by the Riddler title) has missed the point of these tests entirely. They’re not death traps, they’re death options. Death possibilities. You only die if you fail. I want to cull the dull-whitted in society and, just as important, prove my intellectual superiority. This imposter just wants to screw with the people he’s killing.”

cxpedcrusxder

🦇—-;; The vigilante's posture is rigid, and his teeth bare a little at the way he's spoken to. However, he allows it to roll off his shoulders. He steps further into the room now, away from the door after determining it wasn't an elaborate trap that he'd have to work through to actually get across the room. Perhaps it was a stretch to think that, but...he'd rather err on the side of caution than have none at all and have it bite him in the ass. And so far Riddler seemed at least willing to cooperate, since their goals aligned somewhat in catching the cop-cat. "You are the so called 'master of riddles'." Bruce's tone is icy, he doesn't need to be friendly, but...he was being cordial at least. For now.

He crosses the room to see the information that had been gathered, Bruce had a lot of similar data, it's how he noticed the discrepancies, that something hadn't been right. He had the pieces of course, just not the whole picture. It was extensive. He listens, it's the same deduction Bruce had made, it's why he had come here with the intention of talking first, before going with what the detectives in GCPD have deemed 'the obvious choice'.

"Seems their intention of besmirching your 'good name' is working." He says offhandedly, moving a little bit. "I knew something wasn't right about the execution of these death traps. Literal execution in this case." They were inescapable. At least if you weren't a highly trained escape artist like himself. He looked at the other man then, contemplative. "So, why would this riddler-fraud want to step on your toes, Nygma? I mean, clearly they disagree with you allowing the possibility of victory."

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“Clearly, they do. Which is why Cluemaster was taken off the list of suspects. Say what you want about Mr. Brown, he at least know how to honor a correct answer.” The Riddler began pacing, further unraveling the conundrum “My second thought was Trickster, but he’s currently serving time in Coast City, so his alibi is airtight. That’s when I decided to take a step back and examine the incidents again. That’s when I noticed something that, to my admitted chagrin, should have stood out from the beginning. Something familiar. I’m sure you noticed it too, Detective...”

Edward tapped his cane on the floor and, suddenly, the monitors were covered in faces. The faces of the fake Riddler’s victims. And yes, they were very familiar.

“They’re familiar because they’ve faced riddles before. MY riddles. Moreover, they lost my riddles. The only reason they didn’t die then was because you intervened. You helped them cheat their punishment. You helped them cheat an otherwise certain death...and in that, we find the motive. Not that you saved them, mind you, but that they should have died.

Look upon the mills, Batman, and reflect on life and death. Else you fail your duty, and more lives face last breath.”

cxpedcrusxder

@riddles-and-ego sent:

"Poor, deluded Dark Knight." Eddy tutted, shaking his head at the intruder "It's unlike you to jump to conclusions. A riddle for you. How am I, Edward Nygma, like the head of Abraham Lincoln?"

Unprompted Asks~~

🦇—-;; Bruce glances briefly around the room he'd just stepped into to make sure he wasn't about to unwittingly set off some hidden trap, before his eyes fix on Edward. Pausing a moment when he speaks his riddle. His eyes narrow as he eliminates the answers before he huffs as he puts the pieces together after a couple of seconds. "You're innocent." He says. Not that he hadn't considered the possibility already, it's why he was still by the door and hadn't crossed the room to confront him immediately.

"Then you'll help me find who's setting you up, Edward." Bruce says, it's not a request. The clues did point to Riddler being the perpetrator, however, Bruce had known something hadn't felt right about them, and since he can't find a different connection, even if it didn't sit well, he did wonder if Eddy knew who it really was already.

riddles-and-ego

“I should help YOU?” Edward responded with a mirthful (if venomous) chuckle “After the countless times you have harmed me, humiliated me and thrown me into that hellscape of jabbering oafs we call Arkham, you demand that I help you NOW?...Well, in any other situation, I would throw you out of my hideout by force. However, at current moment, my ire is pointed more towards the second-rate copycat running around and ruining my good name.”

With a flick of his cane, the monitors behind him lit up, displaying pictures and info on every trap and riddle that the bat had encountered so far on this case. It seemed that, indeed, The Riddler had been looking into this as well. And why wouldn’t he? As the clown would say, never rub another man’s rhubarb.

“Honestly, this one should have been your first tipoff that something was amiss.” He said, his cane pointing to the Taxidermy Zoo on the screen. “ ‘What animal grows up as it grows down?’ The victim chose a swan from the fountain. If you follow the logic of the riddle, it’s obvious that, even if by chance, the victim made the correct choice. However, as soon as he placed the swan on the pedestal, the trap activated anyway. Now, I’ll be the first to admit I’ve done some underhanded things with my own puzzles but, even if begrudgingly, I still allow the victorious their prize. This fake Riddler (and I hesitate to even address them by the Riddler title) has missed the point of these tests entirely. They’re not death traps, they’re death options. Death possibilities. You only die if you fail. I want to cull the dull-whitted in society and, just as important, prove my intellectual superiority. This imposter just wants to screw with the people he’s killing.”

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“Flattered, Harley, but I’m afraid “Crazed, violent clown-girl” isn’t exactly my type.”

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Eddie was going to ask how she got that gun through security. But then he remembered who he was talking to. Amanda Waller had higher clearance then everyone in Arkham and Blackgate combined solely on the grounds that she’s...well, Amanda fucking Waller. However, the gun isn’t what ended up getting to him.

“CLUEMASTER?!” He exclaimed indignantly “That dime store wannabe hack can’t hold a candle to me! I was on wanted posters before he was even a blip on the radar! You honestly think your gaggle of babbling baboons will last even a few minutes under his-...”

He caught himself. She knew. She knew he’d never allow himself to be outshined by some inferior copycat. He hated that. And yet, he couldn’t help but respect her cleverness. She really knew what buttons to push, didn’t she?

“Well played, Waller.” Eddie said with a relenting sigh “Very well, you have my full attention. What would you expect me to do? Or are you keeping that to yourself until it’s too late to back out? I wouldn’t put it past you.”