[A lone monitor sits in a dark alleyway. With a repeated, monotone beeping sound, a green question mark flashes across the screen.]
[As you approach the monitor, text begins to appear. It moves across the screen in a quick slash, before stopping once the phrase was completed.]
I'm the first page of a maddening book; I'm the tossing of a fishing hook. With a path ahead and a daring soul, I am the ingredients; but I'm not quite whole. What am I?
[Will you get closer? (proper intro under cut)]
Howdy !! Welcome to my Riddler ask blog !!
I'm so glad you could make it ! Seeing as you've scrolled this far, why don't I explain a little more about myself and the blog ?
.ᐣ Mun is 18, while Muse is 29.
.ᐣ If you're talking to Mun, feel free to call me Puzzle or Nobody !!
.ᐟ I'll use double parenthesis (( to talk ooc !! [ ((example ! ]
.ᐣ I prefer they/them and it/its pronouns, while my Muse uses he/him, they/them and question/questionself !
.ᐣ I do have a DNI. I will block you if I see any of this.
⚳ Racists
⚳ Transphobes
⚳ Homophobes
⚳ Radqueers
⚳ Any proshippers/darkshippers
⚳ Any other standard DNIs I'm forgetting.
.ᐣ All posts and responses in this blog are intended to be taken as if text on a screen unless stated otherwise !! Whether it's over a #📱 Communicator, or #📺 Screen, #❓ Voice, or other will be specified with the corresponding emoji
.ᐣ I am alright with Muse shipping !! You can ask me if I'd like to do any particular ships, and I'd be more than happy to consider them. My muse is pansexual !! So don't be afraid to ask !!
.ᐟ Of course, it has to be legal, moral, and I reserve the right to refuse any ship I want.
.ᐟ Also, this is NOT an NSFW blog. I will not respond to anything NSFW. Suggestive is okay, but it's treading a thin line. I will not hesitate to block you.
.ᐣ My Riddler is written with access to Gotham's security cameras and hacker knowledge !! He's meant to be a see all, know all spectator type of character who makes areas and puzzles for the heroes to run around in, while not often being on the field himself. I will limit myself to reasonable amounts of knowledge, but if there is anything you particularly would like me to not know, don't be afraid to mention it and I will happily oblige !
.ᐣ My asks are open !! Feel free to send me questions, puzzles, starters, anything you'd like !!
.ᐟ Magic Anons are welcomed and appreciated !! Buuuut still, I ask that you oblige by my DNI and No NSFW list. I will block and ignore you !
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.ᐣ That's all for now !! Come and chat with me !!
Do any other Gothamites listen to music ? At all ? Or are the rest of you just strictly tense and foreboding classical ? I need song recommendations for good alternative rock music and I need them NOW
Do any other Gothamites listen to music ? At all ? Or are the rest of you just strictly tense and foreboding classical ? I need song recommendations for good alternative rock music and I need them NOW
I come through teeth and to your face
But to know I am there makes my owner disgraced
I am the blanket that covers a sin
For all your cover up needs, I'm there with a grin.
Most people despise me, and I cannot complain
For my existence only exists thanks to your hiding the blame.
I come through teeth and to your face
But to know I am there makes my owner disgraced
I am the blanket that covers a sin
For all your cover up needs, I'm there with a grin.
Most people despise me, and I cannot complain
For my existence only exists thanks to your hiding the blame.
It was very rare that Edward would leave his house. A gamble over whether or not his obsessions would consume him and leave him stuck inside was a gamble done every day. But today, that winning side was on getting some fresh air.
As the door to the somewhat dingy living space lifted open slowly, Edward took a break. The air...was never clean, in Gotham. Never refreshing as it would be anywhere else. Frankly, he didn't know why he tried that trick. It didn't work.
But upon looking down, he noticed...the plant. A single, delicate, potted succulent.
" Hm... I wonder how you got here. "
As Edward leaned down to lift up the small flower, he found himself doing what he does best.
Questioning.
Who left this here? Why not send a note? What could be the purpose? Was it all a trap in the end? So many questions, and so many theories. There are so many options to choose from for the answer. It was exhilarating.
" Well... Plants do clean the air. "
He said with a smirk. As he puzzled over the natural beauty, he decided he might as well keep it. After all... Plants are good for the environment! It'll only lead to more fun in the grand scheme of things.
