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Player Name: Crow
Player LJ: angelogdarknes
Email and/or AIM: scarecrowfan@aim.com/AIM : Scarecrowfan
Timezone: Pacific (YOU GUYS NEVER UPDATED THIS BIT BY THE WAY)
Other Characters: Jack Harkness, Arthur Eddington
Character: Edward Nashton/Eddie Nygma/The Riddler
Series/Fandom: DC Universe
Deviance: 1
Age: Unknown! Well, technically he should be over sixty by now, but you know comics. I'd place him roughly around his late thirties?
Gender: Male
Species: Human!
Canon Used: Many, many issues. Golden Age stuff has been taken into consideration. Year One will definitely be used, as will the various issues that he's made an apperance in up to just before Hush, including Batman: Gotham Adventures.
Appearance: Eddie is particularly tall and skinny at 6'1 and weighing 186 pounds, with blue eyes that are often hidden behind purple sunglasses and short brown hair with he tucks under his signature green bowler hat. He wears a green and purple suit, with a question mark insignia on the front, and can often be seen sporting a long cane with this same symbol at the top. Oh, and he wears green boxers with question marks on them.
No, he doesn't think he's taking this theme thing too far.
Psychology: Eddie is what some might call compulsive. In fact, he's a psychiatrist's definition of 'obsessive-compulsive'. His addiction with riddles started out harmlessly, if not quite innocently, enough, but has grown considerably since childhood. Thanks to an abusive father and an absent mother, this otherwise brilliant boy grew to have something of a complex. There is nothing that Eddie loves more than having people's attention. Being in the limelight, noticed, paid attention to; these are the things he lives for. It's a need that easily feeds into his compulsion. By leaving clues for his would-be captors, usually Batman and company, he fulfills his need for both puzzles and attention.
One thing that sets the Riddler apart from most of Batman's villains is his lack of homicidal tendencies. His heists very rarely include the killing of others, and while he's apt enough in physical combat, armed with various gadgets and his cane with a hidden blade, he much prefers matching the caped crusader on an intellectual level rather than a physical one.
However, this isn't to say that his master plan's never include death traps. In fact, as part of his compulsion, this is really the only way he ever attempts to off the Bat, or anyone else. He's willing to shove people around, of course, but he can never really bring himself to simply kill someone by putting a bullet between their eyes. Instead he devises elaborate death traps for his enemies, turning even his attempted-killings into another puzzle for his victims to solve. In a way, even in their deaths he seeks to validate his own intellectual supremacy by constructing a puzzle they cannot solve.
Due to his father beating him him as a child, convinced that the boy had cheated in order to earn his high marks instead of accepting that young Edward was truly that smart, the Riddler developed a trait that seems at odds with his chosen profession; compulsive honestly. He is unable to hide his true intentions and motives. This is, perhaps, another reason why his compulsion isn't quite as flexible as it could be. It seems he's not content with simply leaving clues to the crimes of others in order to aid Batman. Quite without realizing it, he's compelled to, within those very same clues, insert hints to his own whereabouts. This is something that he's tried to quit, time and time again, but never really seems to be able to help himself. It's also est illustrated in Gotham Adventures; "You don't understand. .. I really didn't want to leave you any clues. I really planned never to go back to Arkham Asylum. But I left you a clue anyway. So I... I have to go back there. Because I might need help. I... I might actually be crazy."
One thing that Eddie seems to crave above all others, except perhaps his need for a puzzle, is attention. It was a need that was there even before his love for riddles was born. In a way, it's exactly what lead to it. With an absent mother, attention was something he rarely received as a child. Even in school, he was barely noticed, passing beneath the radar of even the bullies. However, a puzzle competition being held by the principal himself was seen by young Edward Nashton as his way out of obscurity and into the limelight. It was also, in a way, his induction to crime. By breaking into the classroom where he puzzle was held, he practiced all night long until he could solve it with ease within a minute's time. The day of the school competition, he astounded faculty and students alike and easily became the winner of the contest. Within a week, he had once again slipped from almost everyone's minds. The only ones that noticed him now were the bullies.
The contest had another, much longer-lasting effect, however. It's prize was a puzzle book, awarded to the boy by his teacher. He poured over it day and night, becoming obsessed with the material until he knew it by heart. It was here that his compulsion for riddles developed; as a way to stand out, feed his need to be noticed. Of course, during those years, Eddie never forgot the importance of cheating. More specifically, the importance of being clever enough to get away with it.
As if his particular compulsions and general lack of violence and killings didn't make the Riddler stand out enough as one of Batman's foes, his determination to act like a charming gentleman certainly does. Though this was not until his later years as a villain, Eddie has developed a habit for playing the role of the suave gentleman, especially when it comes to his more feminine foes. While it can't really be described as outright courting, he doesn't hesitate to praise the women, whether they are fighting with or against him. Even when faced with the likes of Batman, he often tries to maintain a calm and cool demeanor; one could almost go as far as to say that he tries to act like the intellectual he believes himself to be.
This is not to say, of course, that he always succeeds.
Other Skills/Abilities: Eddie is also handy with technology, able to construct largely complicated death traps, and has a talent for sleight of hand tricks. He's not too bad at unarmed combat, either, now that the years have worn on.
Other Weaknesses: Aside from his compulsions? The fact that he's a regular human being, which doesn't stand well against the likes of Batman or Killer Croc.
History: Once, in a land and time not very far away, there was a boy. He was a fairly intelligent boy, but no one really noticed this. His mother took a very hands-off approach to parenting, while his father did the opposite. That is to say, she behaved as an absent parent, and he beat him, though that didn't come until later. Little Edward Nashton, as he hasn't been known since then, was often overlooked in school as well. Not even the bullies noticed him. Then of course, came a grand day; his teacher announced a puzzle competition in the school, with a prize for the child who could solve it first. Edward saw this as his chance to finally get the attention he so clearly deserved.
It also inspired his first criminal act.
That night, he broke into his classroom and took out the puzzle, practicing and practicing until he could put it's pieces together in less than a minute. The next day, to everyone's surprise but his, this nobody called Edward won the competition. The fame lasted for about a week, and then everyone simply forgot him again. Everyone, that is, except for the bullies. But in winning the contest, Edward had won himself something more than short-lived fame and beatings from the local boys; a puzzle book. He treasured this book, obsessed over it until he knew every riddle and puzzle held within it's pages by heart. Soon, his obsession extended beyond those puzzles held in the book; he began to device puzzles of his own, to show off to the other kids. It was around this time that Edward also learned a very important lesson; it's always better when you're the one with the answers, even if you have to cheat to get them, but you also need to be clever enough to get away with it.
As he grew up, the boy seemed to have a prominent future, earning high marks on some very important school tests. However, his very hands on father, refusing to believe that his son was that smart and instead convincing himself that he had cheated,, beat him in an attempt to make the boy honest. Unbeknown to his adult counter-part, it was this event that gave Edward his first compulsion. Well, second. ....okay, so actually his third, after his need for attention and his obsession with riddles.
Later on, Eddie, as he was now known, worked as carnival employee. Yes, as in the place with the food and the games and the acts. But instead of making a spectacle of himself, Eddie ran one of the game booths, making it his personal mission to cheat carnival goers out of as much money as he could. If childhood had taught him anything, it was how to not get caught. Soon enough, though, this wasn't enough for him anymore. He yearned for a proper opponent, someone to match his wits against. Naturally, he chose Batman. He began working in Gotham as an informant and criminalprofiler, lending his aid to both the Underworld and the big black bat himself. But, since this is Eddie Ngyma that we're talking about,it wasn't very long before he became less of a helper and more of an adversary to Batman.
Of course, if there's one thing you need in the Underworld, it's rep; something Eddie sadly lacked. The job of attempting to take Batman down was too big for one man, but any attempts to recruit help were in vain. The thugs had no vision, and failed to realize that heists were a performance art. Fortunately for him, it was during one of his routine robberies that the Riddler, a name he picked out all by himself, stumbled into just the help he needed. Query and Echo, two girls, that, though a bit on the wild side, were more than willing to follow his plans and help earn him the money and notoriety he so clearly deserved. After big jobs like his robbing of the depository, people, the right sort of people, suddenly began to take more interest in Eddie's crimes. And, more importantly, in lending a hand.
In his years as one of Gotham's big criminals, Eddie continued to compulsorily leave clues behind for the police and, of course, Batman, to figure out. His behavior aptly labeled him as one of the 'freaks' of the city, and so every time he was caught he was thrown off at Arkham Asylum for the Criminally insane. He's been through his share of riots and breakouts, some involving hell itself and the worst person any of them had ever met, others starting off with the Bat himself busting them all out of prison. Over the years he has found it a pleasant enough place to rest in between heists, though this hasn't stopped him from breaking out and going out to continue to add to his ever growing fortune, though he was always been returned soon enough. Somewhere between his first and latest incarceration, he had the luck of finally running into one Harley Quinn; as it happened, both had made plans to rob Wayne Manor on the same night. Though the heist was unsuccesful, Wayne Manor was partly destroyed, and Eddie was promptly sent right back to Arkham, it was the beginning of a corny, pun-filled friendship between the two. One that got off to a rocky start, of course.
Eddie mostly kept his dealings to Gotham city until a giant earthquake and the U.S. government caused it to become No Man's Land. Unlike many of the baddies that broke out of prison that day, he was smart enough to high-tail it out of the city before the blockade. What he wasn't smart enough to do, however, was stay out of trouble. It wasn't long before he showed up again, but this time in Star City, attempting to take on Black Canary and Green Arrow himself. Eddie, being Eddie, failed miserably, and returned to Gotham once the city had recovered from the earthquake and returned to it's former, seedy self.
Canon Point: Green Arrow Volume 3, #12. So post-No Man's Land, but before Hush and the ensuing cancer things. So basically Riddler is back in Gotham, going in and out of Arkham as per usual.
Reality Description: Nobody in their right mind wants to visit New Jersey. You have to be even crazier to willingly go to Gotham. Maybe that's why so many of the 'criminaly insane' inhabit it.
The city is filled with three things; mob, police, and people running around in strange costumes. There's also a lot of money involved, though it seems to mostly belong to crime lords and rich people who would pack up and make their way out of Gotham if they had any sense. Most of the city is slums, filled with people struggling to live and the thugs that terrorize them. The mobsters seem to have a hand in everything that goes on, though there has been a shift in power ever since Bruce Wayne decided to don a cape and tights while running around on people's rooftops with underage boys. Less and less of the money is going to the old fashioned mobsters, and more of it to the freaks; those criminals with a gimmick, deemed crazed enough to end up in their very own asylum; Arkham.
Arkham Asylum is a prominent part of the city, housing some of it's most dangerous and unsettled individuals. It also seems to have the habit of functioning as more of a revolving door than a detainment center, with inmates seeming to break out as they please. They're usually hauled right back again by Batman, though a good old fashioned riot every so often tends to liven things up.
First Person Speaking Sample: [Eddie was previously inhabiting a very comfortable cell in Arkham, at least as far as cells go; the beds are nice enough, and his roommate doesn't try to kill him, which is always a plus.There are the glass walls and vents connecting all of the cells, but that's neither here nor there.
The Riddler, currently doning his usual green and purple suit, takes a moment to look around before making a face] It seems Jerry has upped my medication once too many times. Then again, considering who I room with, there are worse hallucinations. [He begins to walk around, curious] However, if this happens to be more than a simple trick of the mind, then my situation becomes quite the puzzle. And as much as I enjoy them, it's much more fun when I'm the one with the answer.
[He kneels and raps his knuckles against the floor, almost as if he were expecting it to crack under his touch] Seems solid enough. Mirror, maybe? It would help explain how I'm surrounded by constellations. Whoever engineered this went through quite the trouble to make it look like the real thing. Except for a few details of course.
Now, riddle me this; what looks like space and contains a solid floor, breathable air, and no exit in sight?
Third Person Writing Sample: The batmobile was home to some of the most state of the art technology available in the city. Which, considering what sort of people lived here, was saying something. Unfortunately for Eddie, he never got to see it. Like most of Arkhams baddies, every time the Bat finally caught up with him he was simply shoved into the trunk, without being allowed so much as a glimpse of the front seat. This time, he'd actually been knocked unconcious before being unceremonialy dumped into the dark, cramped space. Apparently attempting to hold the Boy Wonder for ransom hand't sat very well with the masked crusader, who had gone a little harder on him than usual.
The stunt, as far as Eddie could tell, had earned him a couple of bruieses and maybe a broken bone or two. It had also earned him the two million or so that he had managed to stash away before being caught, though, and that was the important part. Shifting and rolling himself unto his side, which was quite a feat considering that his two arms were handcuffed behind his back, Eddie sighed and tried to make himself as comfortable as he could. He'd been caught in the upper part of town this time, which meant it'd be a while before he was deposited back into Arkham Asylum for the Criminaly Insane. Gotham's very own home for the freaks that wandered it's streets.
They went there to be supposedly cure, but more than a few inmates were convinced that the Director, one Jeremiah Arkham, belonged in a cell just as much as the guy that kept leaving them on the insitution's door step like the estranged children Jerry so obviously considered them to be. These days, it felt to Eddie as more of a place in which to rest between heists than anything. Maybe the food wasn't all that nice and there was a distinct lack of privacy, but it definitely beat hiding out in some dumb while hiding from the Dark Knight himself.
Did you read the rules? No. Maybe. Yes. Except no.
Player LJ: angelogdarknes
Email and/or AIM: scarecrowfan@aim.com/AIM : Scarecrowfan
Timezone: Pacific (YOU GUYS NEVER UPDATED THIS BIT BY THE WAY)
Other Characters: Jack Harkness, Arthur Eddington
Character: Edward Nashton/Eddie Nygma/The Riddler
Series/Fandom: DC Universe
Deviance: 1
Age: Unknown! Well, technically he should be over sixty by now, but you know comics. I'd place him roughly around his late thirties?
Gender: Male
Species: Human!
Canon Used: Many, many issues. Golden Age stuff has been taken into consideration. Year One will definitely be used, as will the various issues that he's made an apperance in up to just before Hush, including Batman: Gotham Adventures.
Appearance: Eddie is particularly tall and skinny at 6'1 and weighing 186 pounds, with blue eyes that are often hidden behind purple sunglasses and short brown hair with he tucks under his signature green bowler hat. He wears a green and purple suit, with a question mark insignia on the front, and can often be seen sporting a long cane with this same symbol at the top. Oh, and he wears green boxers with question marks on them.
No, he doesn't think he's taking this theme thing too far.
Psychology: Eddie is what some might call compulsive. In fact, he's a psychiatrist's definition of 'obsessive-compulsive'. His addiction with riddles started out harmlessly, if not quite innocently, enough, but has grown considerably since childhood. Thanks to an abusive father and an absent mother, this otherwise brilliant boy grew to have something of a complex. There is nothing that Eddie loves more than having people's attention. Being in the limelight, noticed, paid attention to; these are the things he lives for. It's a need that easily feeds into his compulsion. By leaving clues for his would-be captors, usually Batman and company, he fulfills his need for both puzzles and attention.
One thing that sets the Riddler apart from most of Batman's villains is his lack of homicidal tendencies. His heists very rarely include the killing of others, and while he's apt enough in physical combat, armed with various gadgets and his cane with a hidden blade, he much prefers matching the caped crusader on an intellectual level rather than a physical one.
However, this isn't to say that his master plan's never include death traps. In fact, as part of his compulsion, this is really the only way he ever attempts to off the Bat, or anyone else. He's willing to shove people around, of course, but he can never really bring himself to simply kill someone by putting a bullet between their eyes. Instead he devises elaborate death traps for his enemies, turning even his attempted-killings into another puzzle for his victims to solve. In a way, even in their deaths he seeks to validate his own intellectual supremacy by constructing a puzzle they cannot solve.
Due to his father beating him him as a child, convinced that the boy had cheated in order to earn his high marks instead of accepting that young Edward was truly that smart, the Riddler developed a trait that seems at odds with his chosen profession; compulsive honestly. He is unable to hide his true intentions and motives. This is, perhaps, another reason why his compulsion isn't quite as flexible as it could be. It seems he's not content with simply leaving clues to the crimes of others in order to aid Batman. Quite without realizing it, he's compelled to, within those very same clues, insert hints to his own whereabouts. This is something that he's tried to quit, time and time again, but never really seems to be able to help himself. It's also est illustrated in Gotham Adventures; "You don't understand. .. I really didn't want to leave you any clues. I really planned never to go back to Arkham Asylum. But I left you a clue anyway. So I... I have to go back there. Because I might need help. I... I might actually be crazy."
One thing that Eddie seems to crave above all others, except perhaps his need for a puzzle, is attention. It was a need that was there even before his love for riddles was born. In a way, it's exactly what lead to it. With an absent mother, attention was something he rarely received as a child. Even in school, he was barely noticed, passing beneath the radar of even the bullies. However, a puzzle competition being held by the principal himself was seen by young Edward Nashton as his way out of obscurity and into the limelight. It was also, in a way, his induction to crime. By breaking into the classroom where he puzzle was held, he practiced all night long until he could solve it with ease within a minute's time. The day of the school competition, he astounded faculty and students alike and easily became the winner of the contest. Within a week, he had once again slipped from almost everyone's minds. The only ones that noticed him now were the bullies.
The contest had another, much longer-lasting effect, however. It's prize was a puzzle book, awarded to the boy by his teacher. He poured over it day and night, becoming obsessed with the material until he knew it by heart. It was here that his compulsion for riddles developed; as a way to stand out, feed his need to be noticed. Of course, during those years, Eddie never forgot the importance of cheating. More specifically, the importance of being clever enough to get away with it.
As if his particular compulsions and general lack of violence and killings didn't make the Riddler stand out enough as one of Batman's foes, his determination to act like a charming gentleman certainly does. Though this was not until his later years as a villain, Eddie has developed a habit for playing the role of the suave gentleman, especially when it comes to his more feminine foes. While it can't really be described as outright courting, he doesn't hesitate to praise the women, whether they are fighting with or against him. Even when faced with the likes of Batman, he often tries to maintain a calm and cool demeanor; one could almost go as far as to say that he tries to act like the intellectual he believes himself to be.
This is not to say, of course, that he always succeeds.
Other Skills/Abilities: Eddie is also handy with technology, able to construct largely complicated death traps, and has a talent for sleight of hand tricks. He's not too bad at unarmed combat, either, now that the years have worn on.
Other Weaknesses: Aside from his compulsions? The fact that he's a regular human being, which doesn't stand well against the likes of Batman or Killer Croc.
History: Once, in a land and time not very far away, there was a boy. He was a fairly intelligent boy, but no one really noticed this. His mother took a very hands-off approach to parenting, while his father did the opposite. That is to say, she behaved as an absent parent, and he beat him, though that didn't come until later. Little Edward Nashton, as he hasn't been known since then, was often overlooked in school as well. Not even the bullies noticed him. Then of course, came a grand day; his teacher announced a puzzle competition in the school, with a prize for the child who could solve it first. Edward saw this as his chance to finally get the attention he so clearly deserved.
It also inspired his first criminal act.
That night, he broke into his classroom and took out the puzzle, practicing and practicing until he could put it's pieces together in less than a minute. The next day, to everyone's surprise but his, this nobody called Edward won the competition. The fame lasted for about a week, and then everyone simply forgot him again. Everyone, that is, except for the bullies. But in winning the contest, Edward had won himself something more than short-lived fame and beatings from the local boys; a puzzle book. He treasured this book, obsessed over it until he knew every riddle and puzzle held within it's pages by heart. Soon, his obsession extended beyond those puzzles held in the book; he began to device puzzles of his own, to show off to the other kids. It was around this time that Edward also learned a very important lesson; it's always better when you're the one with the answers, even if you have to cheat to get them, but you also need to be clever enough to get away with it.
As he grew up, the boy seemed to have a prominent future, earning high marks on some very important school tests. However, his very hands on father, refusing to believe that his son was that smart and instead convincing himself that he had cheated,, beat him in an attempt to make the boy honest. Unbeknown to his adult counter-part, it was this event that gave Edward his first compulsion. Well, second. ....okay, so actually his third, after his need for attention and his obsession with riddles.
Later on, Eddie, as he was now known, worked as carnival employee. Yes, as in the place with the food and the games and the acts. But instead of making a spectacle of himself, Eddie ran one of the game booths, making it his personal mission to cheat carnival goers out of as much money as he could. If childhood had taught him anything, it was how to not get caught. Soon enough, though, this wasn't enough for him anymore. He yearned for a proper opponent, someone to match his wits against. Naturally, he chose Batman. He began working in Gotham as an informant and criminalprofiler, lending his aid to both the Underworld and the big black bat himself. But, since this is Eddie Ngyma that we're talking about,it wasn't very long before he became less of a helper and more of an adversary to Batman.
Of course, if there's one thing you need in the Underworld, it's rep; something Eddie sadly lacked. The job of attempting to take Batman down was too big for one man, but any attempts to recruit help were in vain. The thugs had no vision, and failed to realize that heists were a performance art. Fortunately for him, it was during one of his routine robberies that the Riddler, a name he picked out all by himself, stumbled into just the help he needed. Query and Echo, two girls, that, though a bit on the wild side, were more than willing to follow his plans and help earn him the money and notoriety he so clearly deserved. After big jobs like his robbing of the depository, people, the right sort of people, suddenly began to take more interest in Eddie's crimes. And, more importantly, in lending a hand.
In his years as one of Gotham's big criminals, Eddie continued to compulsorily leave clues behind for the police and, of course, Batman, to figure out. His behavior aptly labeled him as one of the 'freaks' of the city, and so every time he was caught he was thrown off at Arkham Asylum for the Criminally insane. He's been through his share of riots and breakouts, some involving hell itself and the worst person any of them had ever met, others starting off with the Bat himself busting them all out of prison. Over the years he has found it a pleasant enough place to rest in between heists, though this hasn't stopped him from breaking out and going out to continue to add to his ever growing fortune, though he was always been returned soon enough. Somewhere between his first and latest incarceration, he had the luck of finally running into one Harley Quinn; as it happened, both had made plans to rob Wayne Manor on the same night. Though the heist was unsuccesful, Wayne Manor was partly destroyed, and Eddie was promptly sent right back to Arkham, it was the beginning of a corny, pun-filled friendship between the two. One that got off to a rocky start, of course.
Eddie mostly kept his dealings to Gotham city until a giant earthquake and the U.S. government caused it to become No Man's Land. Unlike many of the baddies that broke out of prison that day, he was smart enough to high-tail it out of the city before the blockade. What he wasn't smart enough to do, however, was stay out of trouble. It wasn't long before he showed up again, but this time in Star City, attempting to take on Black Canary and Green Arrow himself. Eddie, being Eddie, failed miserably, and returned to Gotham once the city had recovered from the earthquake and returned to it's former, seedy self.
Canon Point: Green Arrow Volume 3, #12. So post-No Man's Land, but before Hush and the ensuing cancer things. So basically Riddler is back in Gotham, going in and out of Arkham as per usual.
Reality Description: Nobody in their right mind wants to visit New Jersey. You have to be even crazier to willingly go to Gotham. Maybe that's why so many of the 'criminaly insane' inhabit it.
The city is filled with three things; mob, police, and people running around in strange costumes. There's also a lot of money involved, though it seems to mostly belong to crime lords and rich people who would pack up and make their way out of Gotham if they had any sense. Most of the city is slums, filled with people struggling to live and the thugs that terrorize them. The mobsters seem to have a hand in everything that goes on, though there has been a shift in power ever since Bruce Wayne decided to don a cape and tights while running around on people's rooftops with underage boys. Less and less of the money is going to the old fashioned mobsters, and more of it to the freaks; those criminals with a gimmick, deemed crazed enough to end up in their very own asylum; Arkham.
Arkham Asylum is a prominent part of the city, housing some of it's most dangerous and unsettled individuals. It also seems to have the habit of functioning as more of a revolving door than a detainment center, with inmates seeming to break out as they please. They're usually hauled right back again by Batman, though a good old fashioned riot every so often tends to liven things up.
First Person Speaking Sample: [Eddie was previously inhabiting a very comfortable cell in Arkham, at least as far as cells go; the beds are nice enough, and his roommate doesn't try to kill him, which is always a plus.There are the glass walls and vents connecting all of the cells, but that's neither here nor there.
The Riddler, currently doning his usual green and purple suit, takes a moment to look around before making a face] It seems Jerry has upped my medication once too many times. Then again, considering who I room with, there are worse hallucinations. [He begins to walk around, curious] However, if this happens to be more than a simple trick of the mind, then my situation becomes quite the puzzle. And as much as I enjoy them, it's much more fun when I'm the one with the answer.
[He kneels and raps his knuckles against the floor, almost as if he were expecting it to crack under his touch] Seems solid enough. Mirror, maybe? It would help explain how I'm surrounded by constellations. Whoever engineered this went through quite the trouble to make it look like the real thing. Except for a few details of course.
Now, riddle me this; what looks like space and contains a solid floor, breathable air, and no exit in sight?
Third Person Writing Sample: The batmobile was home to some of the most state of the art technology available in the city. Which, considering what sort of people lived here, was saying something. Unfortunately for Eddie, he never got to see it. Like most of Arkhams baddies, every time the Bat finally caught up with him he was simply shoved into the trunk, without being allowed so much as a glimpse of the front seat. This time, he'd actually been knocked unconcious before being unceremonialy dumped into the dark, cramped space. Apparently attempting to hold the Boy Wonder for ransom hand't sat very well with the masked crusader, who had gone a little harder on him than usual.
The stunt, as far as Eddie could tell, had earned him a couple of bruieses and maybe a broken bone or two. It had also earned him the two million or so that he had managed to stash away before being caught, though, and that was the important part. Shifting and rolling himself unto his side, which was quite a feat considering that his two arms were handcuffed behind his back, Eddie sighed and tried to make himself as comfortable as he could. He'd been caught in the upper part of town this time, which meant it'd be a while before he was deposited back into Arkham Asylum for the Criminaly Insane. Gotham's very own home for the freaks that wandered it's streets.
They went there to be supposedly cure, but more than a few inmates were convinced that the Director, one Jeremiah Arkham, belonged in a cell just as much as the guy that kept leaving them on the insitution's door step like the estranged children Jerry so obviously considered them to be. These days, it felt to Eddie as more of a place in which to rest between heists than anything. Maybe the food wasn't all that nice and there was a distinct lack of privacy, but it definitely beat hiding out in some dumb while hiding from the Dark Knight himself.
Did you read the rules? No. Maybe. Yes. Except no.