Confused, they woke up. The room they were in was dark and cold. Except from the one TV left in the centre of the room, there was nothing in it. Outside the room, there were many doors leading to unknown places. They looked at each other, and counted their numbers. Nineteen. There were Nineteen of them. Nineteen people wearing white bunny masks. Their heads were filled with questions.
“Where are they?” “Who are these other people?” “Who put them here?” “What are these masks?” “Where do the doors lead?”
Before they could openly ask those questions, the lonely TV in the centre suddenly turned on.
“Oh hello there, I see you monkey brains had finally decided to wake up! Welcome to my humble abode!”
On the TV was a weird looking man, wearing even weirder clothes. A green jacket with a bunch of question marks on it. A green bowler hat was on his head. And in his hand: a golden cane in the shape of a Question Mark. It was clear who he was: Edward E. Nigma, AKA, The Riddler !
“Now, you are probably trying to use your extremely incompetent intellect to try and figure out what is going on. And while I would love to see you try and fail to find an explanation over and over again, the sad truth is we don’t have until the end of time, so let me explain it in terms even the biggest of idiots, and with that I mean you, can understand it: I am sick and tired of having to share this city with people who are so intellectually inferior that they aren’t even suited to lick my shoes, let alone be my adversary! So, that's why I brought you all here, to play a little game of wits to determine who is allowed to challenge me and fail.
“The game we will play is simple: There are both heroes and villains here. You all have been given fake names, the dumbest ones i could find to mirror your stupidity. Every Day you will vote one of you out. Now, since I know some of you don’t want to kill because of some idiotic, misplaces sense of honor, the voted out player will be send to one of my ingenious puzzle rooms, where they will face a brilliantly constructed challange and assuredly fail to overcome it. That way, you can lie to yourself and pretend you didn’t actually killed them yourself! Now, let’s start, sh……”
Another voice echoed inside the room: “Eh, Mr. Nigma, I have a few remarks about your game.”
The Riddler reacted annoyed. “Remarks? What kind of remarks could someone with a peanut sized brain have about my perfect game?”
“Well, to start with, we could easily figure out who is who by their body type. We could also just ask questions only certain people would know the answer to. We could also recognize each other by voice, and these masks hardly cover up our whole face. Honestly, this game is poorly thought out and unbalanced”.
The Riddler was visibly angry. “Well, that is not the case, because…..well….you couldn't do that because……..What is the fake name I gave you? “
“It’s Burbeting, sir”
“Well, Burbeting, YOU WILL BE THE FIRST ONE TO GO!”
Nigma pressed a button, and suddenly Burbeting walked to one of the doors, like he couldn’t control his own actions anymore. He opened the door, and walked through. First there was silence. Then there was a deafening Growl.
Burbeting screamed. “Oh my god, it is so big and hairy, how is this a puzz……..!!!” The sound of flesh tearing from bones cut the sentence short.
Burbeting has died!
Welcome to Batman mafia!
You are A generic GCPD officer.
You are aligned with the heroes.
Your friend thinks you are crazy, becoming a cop in Gotham city???? That is a death sentence! You laugh it off and pretend that it isn’t all that bad, but deep inside you know they were right. But it payswell, and you need the money to take care for your pregnant wife, terminally ill kids and the 5 abandoned puppies you selflessly took in. They are all counting on you to get out of this crazy person's death trap alive, so you will not give up. You will help the heroes take down the villains, and survive! Maybe even get some autographs for your daughter, she will love that!
You don’t have any cool super powers, or any of those cool gadgets, hell, you aren’t even as smart as those guys. But you still have the power to VOTE! So use that power to take down the villains and get back to your family alive!
You win when all the villains are eliminated.
The thread can be found here: You are looking at it idiots
If you have any questions, please send them to me! Have fun!
The Riddler smiled. “Now then, anyone else has a “remark” about my game? No? Let's start then.”