What am I?

Indie Roleplay blog for the Edward Nygma Private and Selective [Hiatus]

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"*Kiss* You have the kissing disease. Pass it along to the first 10 people on your dash."

“Why am I being kissed.”

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Send a ship/bro-ship/friendship and I'll give you who:

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Who is more affectionate? 

Who angers the easiest?

Who is the one too drunk to drive home? 

Who’s the the one bandaging the other after a fight? 

Who is the one to pull the other to try new things? Like the weird restaurant down the street or skydiving.

Who is the driving/riding shotgun? 

Who has the weirder taste in music? 

Who tears up during Titanic movies? 

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“Legends are funny things.”

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“Lighten up, kid. It’s ah joke. Ya ever heard ah those things before?”

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There was an awkward laugh as he went along with whatever joke. “Yes, well, good one Mr. Maroni.” He said. His smile fell abruptly. “I have to say I’m more of a... Riddle man myself.”

“Speaking of,  a nightmare for some. For others, as a savior I come. My hands, cold and bleak, it's the warm hearts they seek...

        ...What am I?”

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“Landlord is pissed about some girl, so I’m trying to keep myself entertained until morning and it’s better to come back. ”   She wasn’t incredibly concerned about the land lord, he was prone to throwing his temper tantrums her way since she was the biggest trouble maker among his residents.  But she was also the only one who could pay rent back triple in a single night should he threaten to permanently kick her out.  

Which is what she was currently working on.  A little bribe never hurt anyone right?

“And you?”

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Edward hadn’t actually though about what he was going to actually answer with when she would inevitably ask him why he was also out there. His reasoning was as innocent as hers, but he was the Riddler. His answer was not criminal. He could make up something but what would be the point?

“Couldn’t sleep. Thought a walk might help.” He admitted finally. Yes, criminal master minds had normal problems too.

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Edward looked over the injured Jonathan. His hands were clinched into fists by his side. "Who did it?" He asked. The idea to be comforting or worried would have normally crossed his mind, but he was angry. Rage consumed the riddle meister and he was going to find who did this.

Jonathan kept his gaze fixed on the ceiling. “I didn’t see his face,” he looks to Edward innocently and reaches out to rest a hand on the other man’s clenched fists. “Edward… I can handle this myself. I want you to stay here with me.”

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Edward seemed to calm down almost immediately after Jonathan asked him to stay. He relaxed his fists and grabbed Jonathan’s hand. There was nothing he could do right now, other than be with Jon. He sat down in the chair, looking at the other. “Tell me what happened.”

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 Jack grinned slightly. “Alright, I think i can help you out. Just tell me, who do you want killed?”

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Edward reached into his bag and pulled out a small folder, handing it to the other. “Inside is picture, name, and address.” He said. He was being reckless, having someone else kill Arnold Flass, but he was confident. “I have a preferred method.”

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"You take such joy in pretending you're okay."

Send “You take such joy in pretending you’re okay” to see how my muse reacts.  

“What else is there, Ed? It’s not like anyone cares how anyone feels in this God forsaken city.”

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“More than.”

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“Promise me you’ll take care, alright?”

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"You look like a mess..."

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“I’ve had a long day.”

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“I think you might like it,” he mentions, getting into the car and giving Edward a genuine, but small, smile.  “The desserts are delicious.”

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“I can’t wait to try it.” 

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Nikki thought a moment. “Doesn’t.. Ammonia do something to bleach..?”

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“Getting really warm now.”

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“Did the man piss in the bleach then? Ammonia is in urine.”

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“Getting closer. I see your brain working in there.” 

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“I don’t appreciate your tone, Mr. Nygma. It was merely a suggestion. There’s no need for you to be so rude.”

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“My apologies. It’s been a uh stressful week.”

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“What is that E riddle? You know the one. I am the beginning of everything and the end of time. something something something What am I?” Office Jamieson asked. It was the only riddle he knew and even then he didn’t really remember the whole riddle, but surely Riddler would know the riddle right? 

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Edward listened in irritation to this idiot try to make small talk with the criminal. Of course he would get the blabber mouth moron who couldn’t get one of the easiest riddles. There were so many versions of it, it was a disgrace.

“You know, when you try to give a riddle, you don’t give the answer first.” 

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Saylon:

“That’s good,” Saylon nodded. There was way too much that he had been up to. Not much of it legal, except for maybe sorting out some papers and things and buying a jacket for some orphan the other night. That was the only thing he’d bought in a while. Stealing child-sized jackets wasn’t exactly a skill he prized himself on. Plus giving children stolen things…grey area…Not that Saylon was big on morality but it didn’t seem right. “Not a whole lot You?”

“Nothing much really. The GCPD has been busy.” He chuckled awkwardly. “If you can’t tell, I uh don’t have my glasses. Broke ‘em in the file room.” He left out the detail where he’s the one who broke them, but that wasn’t important. 

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me to every love triangle: have you considered threesomes tho

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