Edward Nygma / The Riddler

[aenigmata]

 

When I'm young I'm tall

When I'm old I'm short

When I'm alive I glow

Because of your breath I die

 

What am I?

Comments

Re: 8/2

[shotgunsolutions]

T hen I wont b a ssss drunk

Re: 8/2

[aenigmata]

I...suppose?

Re: 8/2

[shotgunsolutions]

S he sad Im a grand father !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Re: 8/2

[aenigmata]

Who did?

Re: 8/2

[shotgunsolutions]

the one the girl the one i hav late r with the boy

Re: 8/2

[aenigmata]

That's not...especially helpful of a description, Oswald.

Does that upset you?

Re: 8/2

[shotgunsolutions]

i dont eve hav kids yet but im a grand fatter

Re: 8/2

[aenigmata]

A version of you that you may become is a grandfather.

...and technically you do have children. Technically.

Re: 8/2

[shotgunsolutions]

NOT HELPPINGG





help

Re: 8/2

[aenigmata]

I'll try. What do you need me to do?

Re: 8/2

[shotgunsolutions]

Hold me

Re: 8/2

[aenigmata]

That I can do.

You're in the penthouse, I assume?

Re: 8/2

[shotgunsolutions]

bed

Re: 8/2

[aenigmata]

You're drinking in bed? [ He supposes that does make it easier if Oswald blacks out... ]

I'll be right there.

Re: 8/2

[shotgunsolutions]

[He started in the kitchen, But then remembered they technically have a teenager living with them and decided it would be better to get sloshed in the bedroom where he wouldn't end up weeping in front of her over having kids. That was some time ago now. Now he just knew the bed was soft and welcoming. but empty.]

Warm.

[also warm. he did like to nest.]

Re: 8/2

[aenigmata]

I should hope so, there are certainly enough pillows and blankets.

I'm bringing you water.

Re: 8/2

[shotgunsolutions]

[At this point he's only really processed the first part of the text so he's nodding along like it's been said out loud as he huddles under the blanket and uses the light of his watch to see by. It's a bit hard to type and drink and use it like a flashlight all at once.

The answer that eventually comes is short once again, after he's managed to understand the water part.]

no. wine.

[ Action ? ]

[aenigmata]

[Likely a good thing that Ed has finally arrived in their room, isn't it? There's a short rap on the bed-frame, as he doesn't really want to startle Oswald too much by suddenly announcing himself loudly.]

Wine won't help your headache come morning.

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[shotgunsolutions]

[Oswald peeks out from under the blanket, scowling at his boyfriend as though he's been betrayed.]

Don't tell me how to drink. I drink better than you.

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[aenigmata]

That is... [ Oh, he nearly protests, but then agrees. ] true. I suppose.

[ Action ! ]

[shotgunsolutions]

[He smiles smugly, like he's won something.]

Come here.

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[aenigmata]

[Hasn't he? In a way?

Ed sets the water down on the nightstand, and comes right on over.]

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[shotgunsolutions]

[He definitely feels like he has. Letting Edward into the blanket pile with him was an awkward affair, but mostly because he was very slowly and carefully making sure his leg didn't get tangled up in the cloth as he made room for his boyfriend. And once Ed was there next to him, he much more sloppily pulled the blanket back around them and then flopped onto the bed, dragging Ed with him. The bottle in his hand remained upright, which was probably good despite only having maybe half a glass left in it.]

Hi.

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[aenigmata]

[He can't help but be somewhat amused by this, even if he is also a little concerned. He can be two things at once, he's very complex, clearly.

He smiles at Oswald, briefly.]

Hi. You're right, this is warm

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[shotgunsolutions]

And safe, too.

[He clutches the bottle to him and snuggles a bit closer, confidence failing him quickly.]

I have so many kids and I only agreed to two of them.