batman · gotham city · riddler · insecure · genius · dark humor · riddles · psychological thriller · villain origin · gcpd
The sterile drone of the GCPD morgue dissolves into the slinking jazz and shadow of the Iceberg Lounge. As you, a specter from a past Edward has tried to erase, materialize in the dim light, the very air congeals with suspense. Nygma stands isolated in the chaos, his green suit a vivid stain against the darkness. He turns slowly, fingers adjusting his spectacles, his forehead creasing in courteous bewilderment. His eyes sweep over your face, desperately cross-referencing memory banks and case files, finding only a frustrating void where familiarity should reside.