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During SDCC 2012 at San Diego Convention Center, San Diego, CA, USA on July 11 2012 Photo: Jason Chau
Date: July 11 2012
Time: 07 : 01 : 19 PM
Model: NIKON D800
Lens: AF Zoom 24-70mm f/2.8G
“Now that we have a generator, we may begin!” The Riddler seemed happy, even though everyone was being threatened with a nuke.
Doctor Phosphorus was fitted into an apparatus similar to the one at the hospital that the Riddler had created.
“We will return you to the hospital soon, Alex. Thank you for your help.”
“Of course. Just trying to give back, y’know?”
The Riddler paused and nodded slowly, then turned to the computer he had set up which flickered on. After a few minutes, he called Black Mask and Jervis to bring in Calculator.
Calculator had been brought to the warehouse shortly after Empress Penguin and Arnold had arrived with Doc Phos. Black Mask shoved him into the computer room with Riddler.
“Where the hell have you been, Edward.”
“Ah, Noah. You didn’t ‘question’ who was controlling things behind the shadows?”
Calculator sneered, “Oh, please spare me the puns, for God sakes. What do you want.”
The Riddler clicked something on the computer and Signal Man’a broadcast came up. He pointed to Signal Man with his cane, “Find him.”
“What? Find Cobb? No, I’m good.”
“Have you not been watching the news, Noah?”
“I have, and I was trying to get out of town but Professor Strange had other ideas, as did your lackeys.”
Riddler slammed his cane on the floor, “Kuttler! Time is of the essence!”
“Then get the Clock King!” Calculator turned to leave but was met with Black Mask’s gun. He sighed, “Fine. I’ll do it.”
The Riddler smiled beneath his mask, “Happy to hear. Jervis, watch him.”
“Of course! Hehe!”
As Riddler and Black Mask walked out of the computer room, Roman asked Nygma a question, “Nygma, when are we gonna tell him we killed his daughter.”
“Let him find out on his own...”
The Globe hobbled across his base. He hadn’t fixed his helmet yet, because he knew where some of his soldiers were now. They were going to fight for Riddler. About 50 of them, but based on what Globe had heard, the villains Empress Penguin had would kill them all within 5 minutes.
He leaned against his cane as he walk into the foyer, where two people were waiting for him. Arnold looked a lot happier than the last time Hammond had seen him, and also had no Scarface. Merely a sock on his hand.
Empress Penguin spoke first after a minute of shocked silence from the Globe, “Hello, Mr. Carter!”
The Globe warily answered, “Hello...”
Arnold turned to Socko and whispered something in his “ear.” The puppet nodded and turned to Globe, “Mr. Wesker says hello as well!”
Esmeralda nodded slowly, “Yes...Socko speaks for Wesker now...ahem, anyways. Mr. the Globe, I have an offer for you.”
“What’s that then...”
“How would you like to kill Riddler?”
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The Riddler had suited up after cleaning the broken glass he had thrown against the wall, tugging his mask over his face.
He knew where some of the Owls worked out of, near the industrial district. So, naturally, he made his way there.
The Riddler Racer tore through the streets of Gotham. Riddler has a small window of time now to seize ultimate control of underworld. The Batman had returned, and now Riddler had more motivation to do so. If he did, it would prove that he was smarter than the Bat.
He pulled the car into a small parking lot near an iron factory. There had been reports of an owl infestation. There probably was an actual owl infestation, but Riddler knew what else it meant.
A Talon jumped down from the roof in front of him, “Edward Nygma, you have trespassed. The Court of Owls sentences you t-“
Riddler cut the Talon off, “Yeah yeah yeah, that’s great. Listen to me, you glorified zombie. Go tell your superiors that I have a deal for them. I’m the smartest man in Gotham, they need me if they want to defeat the Batman. If the Owls can secure the underground for me...then I’ll join your little cult.”
An update on my version of Riddler.
Also updates on the series.
I am going to continue it I am just waiting on a friend to finish a few figures and stuff he is working on to do a collab with him. :D
"Why rely on others for help when you can design, program, engineer and manufacture it yourself."
- Edward Nygma
Here we have Joker and his crew. What kind of vehicle does the Clown Prince of Crime drive? A clown car of course! One with lots of colors and his face painted onto the front. Riding next to her Mr. J is Harley Quin in her red and black checkered cart. And on Joker's left is their accomplice from the funhouse, the Riddler. His racer is kind of shaped like a puzzle box and is mostly green. But what are those purple markings supposed to represent? Can you solve this puzzle?
Gotham was crumbling around them as Nygma, Polaris, and Sivana made their way out of the city. Luckily, they were able to escape with minimal damage to their car and with convenient gas masks. According to Luthor, he had already gotten Toyman. The trio was off to their next job.
—Central City—
Captain Cold set down his gun and adjusted his visor, sighing out. His breath hung in the cold air of the basement, and he leaned on the table he was standing in front of. The New Rogues, some cons from Gotham sent by who knows, had taken over most of Cold’s original territory. Now? The original Rogues disbanded. They didn’t believe Cold was a good leader anymore.
They tried to go it alone, but they got rounded up real quick by the Flash and locked up tight. Heatwave. Weather Wizard. Abracadabra. Mirror Master. All that was left of the old guard was Captain Cold. But he wasn’t feeling it anymore.
Sure, he could get vengeance against the Flash. He kicked his friends’ asses and locked them up. But then again, his “friends” abandoned him and went on a quote unquote suicide mission. So Leonard Snart leaned on a table, in a cold basement in Central City, unmotivated and feeling empty.
That is, until the door opened and the stairs began to creak.
Nygma cleared his throat and spoke first, “Mr. Snart. I heard about your pals getting arrested. My condolences.”
Leonard looked up from the table at Nygma, not paying any mind to the two others who followed him in. He picked himself up slightly rolled his eyes and beneath his visor.
“Condolences, yeah. Hello Nygma. Long time, no see. I think the last time we saw each other was...2013? When those evil Justice League wannabes showed up from ‘another dimension.’” Snart put those last two words in air quotes.
Nygma smiled and nodded, “Yeah. It’s been a while, Leo. Oh, these are my associates. Dr. Thaddeus Sivana and Dr. Polaris.”
Polaris nodded to Snart. Sivana held out his hand for a handshake, “A pleasure, Mr. Snart.”
Snart ignored him and stood up a bit straighter, “What’s this all about, Nygma. Luthor isn’t remaking his little secret society, is he?”
Nygma shrugged, grinning, “Hit the nail on the head, Captain!”
In the mid-1960's Standard 9F 92052 heads a fast freight at Hartford on the line from Liverpool to Crewe. The loco spent most of its early life from construction in 1955 until October 1964 at various East Midlands Sheds, its final allocation in that area to Kirkby-in-Ashfield (16E). Transferred to Manchester Newton Heath (9D) from Kirkby, 92052's final allocation was Carlisle Kingmoor (12A) for two months from June to August 1967. Like so many of Carlisle's withdrawn Standards, it was cut up by J McWilliams Shettleston.
The Patrick O'Brien Collection
Swindon Works sometime in the 50's and first Riddles Standard 9F 92000 was just been outshopped. We think this was probably the time that it had a Double Chimney fitted.
The loco was new from Crewe Works in January 1954 and withdrawn in July 1965. Scrapping was at Bird's in Long Marston the following November.
In preservation 92214 was renumbered to 92000 in 2024 for a photo charter on the GCR.
Image from a negative in my collection taken by an unknown photographer.
A dinner party for two.
Inspired by the opening lines from a classic novel, Riddle of the Sands by Erskine Childers:
" I have read of men who, when forced by their calling to live for long periods in utter solitude have made it a rule to dress regularly for dinner in order to maintain their self-respect and prevent a relapse into barbarism."
Pan fried sea bass, with seasonal vegetables and Mexican grains, accompanied by a nice Sauvignon Blanc. Cheese, crackers a Rioja for deserts.
If I win the build off between me, GovernorSam and Relatively Sane this will be my character for GCW4.
Can't wait, and no this is not a application for him.
Also this is what my costume is hopefully going to look like for halloween.
Riddler: What's black and blue and going forwards will tend to be wet all over?
Doctor: I don't have the foggiest notion!
Female rendition of the Riddler, DC Comics. The character wears a domino mask either with a green suit and bowler hat, or a green unitard with question mark prints.
Supanova Expo, Sydney Olympic Park, Sydney, Australia (Saturday 18 June 2016)
Ah the docks…one of my favorite places in Gotham. They’re so simple; only water and crates, ships and cargo. These docks are mine now. They say that Great White Shark owned this area once, in one of his many failed attempts to establish himself in this city. Word has it there was also a war here recently—Shark vs. Hush vs. Riddler—I suppose it was he who won out…and it’s Riddler I’m taking this area from. He’s here somewhere, at least by the word of his former henchmen he is…though he’s not being as flamboyant as usual…there’s no clue left behind as to where he is, but he’s here…I know it…but in the meantime I guess I’ll have to make my own riddle…hey Hart! When does a Riddler goon not float?! Hahahaha! Throw em in!
The Penguin moves from Robinson Plaza (#68) to attack the Western Docks (#69), placing the Riddler in peril.
A place I drove to and meditated (well, sort of) while waiting for Erin to finish her morning class. I had never made note of Lake Lemon on a map; it's just north of Bloomington which already has the awesome and huge Lake Monroe to the southwest. Lake Lemon was peaceful. Made me yearn (again) for my own canoe. I really need my own canoe. 8:36PM
SDCC time again, and what a disappointment... again.
I think by now it has become more than obvious that Lego doesn't really give a damn about the European collectors, fans and customers - or anyone living outside San Diego or NY, for that matter. "Build hype and excitement around the brand", "Creating brand awareness", they say. For whom, if I may ask? For those attending a convention? Why the public announcements then? Why the "limited" issues flashed before our eyes? Why not just giving away limited batches of ACTUAL products that will be released in the following year? What the heck, even BrickArms does it like that and still gets a great deal of "hype" and "brand awareness", I might add. What is this, some sort of "look what a cool minifig we can design, but hey, you'll never get it, because it's limited and hey, we also have to leave a bit more to be squeezed out of the character in the following year... Maybe a printed leg here, a different torso there..." ?
I just learned that a Batman/Riddler/Flash set has been announced at SDCC and will be out in 2014. Apparently, it will contain a hotrod for the Riddler. So here's some "hype" marketing on my side. By the time the set is out, I'll get you a proper minifig-scale hotrod for the Riddler and I'll give away building instructions for free - yes, for FREE! - just so you won't have to buy that set! The little hotrod in the image is just a preview, but I promisse the minifig-scale version will be more than just a joke meant to sell 3 minifigs.
Obviously, this is just bitter irony, as most obviously you WILL pay the money for the set just to get the minifigs that everyone wants... Because you know that is all that "Batman: The Riddler Chase" is about, right? I might be wrong about all of this, but the fact still remains: It's just frustrating to see a brand that we all love - and promote, I might add - going... "limited".
Enough debate, I'm back :)
22/9/23 At Moorgates 75069 and 92214 leave the sheep singularly unimpressed despite the noise from the two BR. Standard locos as they headed south to Pickering.
Copyright Neville Wellings
Doing the job they were intended for, Riddles '4MT' 2-6-4T no.80080 storms away from Irwell Vale with the 15:55 Bury-Rawtenstall train.