Riddle has met his match in the form of an impish idiot, who just so happens to have the inane ability to solve all his riddles. What’s a man of his caliber to do? Surely it must be a fluke? It has to be!
Follow Edward Nygma as he finds a new obsession of trying to crack the biggest puzzle of them all:
Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot.

What started out as just a fun little concept of a man clinging to dear life to a question mark ended up becoming a fake title card.

And to be clear, yes, this is shipping B:TAS’ Riddler with TB’s Penguin.
Based on concepts that are to appear in DarkwingSnark's and FlytrapDog's RP, What Happens in Gotham Stays in Gotham

“I’ll admit, I’m still new to the more… ah, insidious lifestyles of Gotham. I know I’m not especially seen as threatening, in comparison to some of the more notorious and infamous members of our rogue gallery. But.. But I can learn to be, if that’s what you need from me. If you need to feel secure with the idea of a partner, in every sense of the word, that is willing to go great lengths for you– I offer you look no further than here . I love you, Jonathan Crane. And I would like to continue our adventure down this rabbit hole, if you would so let me. ” 

Chapter 17 of ‘What Happens in Gotham, Stays in Gotham’. Jervis goes all in, and it seems Crane just might have to fold at the hand he is given. RP by FlytrapDog and DarkwingSnark.

“A little far from home, don’t you think?” Superman asked loud enough for Scarecrow to hear, causing the man to flinch suddenly in his direction. Clark continued, even as he hovered just enough to be above the man’s own towering height. “I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced: I’m Superman.”

And with his name came the unspoken threat of ‘and you know what I am capable of ’.

Chapter 15 of ‘What Happens in Gotham, Stays in Gotham’.  I dunno, guys… I think Scarecrow maybe should have thought twice about doing business in Superman’s turf.  RP by FlytrapDog and DarkwingSnark. Art by me.

Wonderland was always more vibrant than the waking world, and it was with a heavy sigh of relief that the Hatter found himself laying amongst the flowers. His beam only grew as he could hear the soft whispers around him, no doubt the flora being upset by their visitor. WELL, if they didn’t wish him to be there, then the Hatter would swiftly remove himself from their presence.

Hatter sat up, and looked around.

Chapter 14 of ‘What Happens in Gotham, Stays in Gotham’. A vibrant picture for a vibrant mind. RP by FlytrapDog and DarkwingSnark