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Edward Nigma | The Riddler ([personal profile] questionauthority) wrote2011-08-16 07:54 pm

Riddle 032: Milked For All He's Worth

[Hey Mayfield. Guess who's been a busy little drone this evening? Well, now that he's gone and killed his first victim, the Riddler's going to be headed on home. But first?

A. ACTION - The Gas Station / Diner - Evening

The Riddler's at the gas station, whistling to himself and filling up the Riddler-Mobile. Which you've probably noticed is a little bit dented. And is missing a windshield. And appears to have something just barely jutting out of the trunk. It's small. Black. Almost looks like a piece of a certain someone's... cape. Not that any of this bothers the Riddler in the slightest.

B. ACTION - 726 Anderson Lane - Soon After

Now that his car's all filled up and everything's all hunky-dory, Edward Nigma's gonna head on home, parking his car in the garage. He doesn't bother taking the corpse out of the trunk, simply leaving it locked inside. Never mind the fact that his ordinarily stainless green suit is still covered in blood. His familiar cane, bent and bloodied, is in his hand.

When he enters the house, there's a big, cheery grin on his face.]


Daddy's home! [Laughing jovially, he'll mosey on over to the kitchen.] How's my happy, healthy family this evening?

[identity profile] deaths-heritor.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
[The answer 'better before the door opened' dies on Susan's lips. AS one tends to do in these situations, Susan rises to her feet and moves towards a more open area. Mental check: Luke and Slugger were upstairs, Pinkie Pie was out, and Gummy was in her room. Not that she cared about Gummy, really.]

Edward.

Home early, I see.

[identity profile] puzzlerprince.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[He takes a moment to hang up his hat over by the front door before turning to face Susan, an eerie, almost alien grin on his face.]

[identity profile] deaths-heritor.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
About to go number-one if I were any less thick-skinned.

[This is murmured under Susan's breath, followed by a short cough.]

You've got something on your suit there, darling. Take that off so I can give it a wash.

[identity profile] puzzlerprince.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Edward glances down at the suit, then glances back up at Susan.]



[Unbuttoning his jacket now.]

[identity profile] deaths-heritor.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Nothing is too good for you, my dear.

[Susan will, as is natural, maneuver around smoothly to Edward's backside to take his jacket as he removes it.]

[identity profile] tapshoetomove.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh no, Edward must be droned again. Luke hesitantly emerges to see Edward, except something seems very wrong in this case.

...Is that blood?]


M-Mr. Nigma?

[Luke doesn't move any closer to greet dear old dad.]

[identity profile] puzzlerprince.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 12:45 am (UTC)(link)


[He extends his arms out invitingly, though he doesn't loosen the grip on his cane in the slightest.]
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[identity profile] tapshoetomove.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Luke doesn't move. What did he do why is there blood?]

You ought to go clean yourself up, Mr. Nigma.

[identity profile] puzzlerprince.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 01:09 am (UTC)(link)


[The smile on his face wavers very slightly.]
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/switching accounts for icons \o/

[identity profile] hintcoinplz.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[He takes a step back.]

D-don't come any closer! Who's blood is that?!

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[identity profile] strike-you-out.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Slugger enters the kitchen moments after Edward--he's decided he should find Susan and fess up about he and Pokey conspiring against and succeeding in killing a man. That's when he hears someone enter the front door followed by Edward's eerily cheerful voice. Was Edward droned again so soon?

As he enters the room to find Edward, whose clothing is stained in blood, all Slugger can do for the moment is stand there staring.]

...Hot date?

[He smirks at his own joke, oblivious to the fact that this is no ordinary droning.]

[identity profile] strike-you-out.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
[What a load. Looking him over with a curious eye, Slugger notes the warping of the cane. He figures Edward got into another fight with someone and was droned consequently.]

Whose blood is it?

[pointing to the obvious stains. It's already occurred to him that the drone probably won't give a truthful answer, but he's just so curious.]

[identity profile] puzzlerprince.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
[He glances down at his jacket, flashing Slugger a grin.]

[identity profile] strike-you-out.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[He's beginning to notice that something is odd about this droned Edward. Smirk fading, he ventures into the next question with the hope that whatever it is will become clearer.]

And you killed them?

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[identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Whoa, Eddie, what tha hell happened to yer car?

[identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
That's more than a fender-bender. What--

[And now he's close enough to see all the blood.]

Jesus, Eddie, 'the hell happened to you?

[identity profile] puzzlerprince.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)


[He pats the trunk with a certain amount of pride.]

[identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com 2011-08-18 12:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[OK what is this. You sound droned, but you're dressed like Eddie, and you're covered in blood. What.

Conclusion made: the Milkman has screwed with your head somehow.]


Ooooooookay. I dunno what's gotten inta ya, pally, but I don't like it.

[He looks at the drunk.] Do I wanna even know what is in there? Or should I be sayin' "who".

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[identity profile] greatestmanll40.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Wouldn't you know it? Lex is filling up his car with gas as well. He's taking note of the damage to Eddie's car.]

Nigma.

[identity profile] greatestmanll40.livejournal.com 2011-08-18 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Lex glares. Fantastic, Edward has been droned. Again.]

You seem to have been in a bit of an incident.

[identity profile] greatestmanll40.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Just going to glance that over and step toward the vehicle... specifically the trunk.]

I suppose I could.

But what specifically?