Riddle me this.

the tape starts up
"hello I am doctor frittz, I am examining one of the worlds greatest, yet chaotic minds in the hopes of unlocking a potential for good."

"oh Doctor, is this going to be long? I have a crossword to finish and some word games to post."

"the quicker you cooperate the quicker we can be done."

"oh vary well. what had four legs in the morning, two legs in the evening and three at night?"

"a human that is one of the most famous riddles, please get on with your story so we can get going"

"I just finished it, the answer was a human, but more specifically me, I had walked on all fours as a baby, I walked on two when I was a regular joe, and now I walk with a cane. you see, I am finished now let me go."

"the real story, not a riddle."

"oh vary well."

(Nice! )

"My name was Edward nigma, I was an inventor. oh how I loved to think, ofcurse you probably guessed my favorite thing to think about was puzzles. I was excelent at programming, I turned the number crunching into a game. it was my element. ever sense I saw that little riddle machine at the gothem carnival. you know, before joker ransacked the place. anyway I ended up buying it when the place closed down. the riddle machine I mean not the carnival, incase you small mind didn't pick up on that."

"yes...I got it"

"good, not as slow as the harley girl. anyway I would play with that machine all day, till I finally read and solved every riddle it gave me. I was exellorated, and at the same time upset, the machine that got me through childhood was over. so I had to make my own riddles. I found that I had a knack for it, sense I had lived with them my whole life. I began to make every password encryption on any of my machines the answers to riddles. did I tell you where I worked? it was wayne enterprises, I was a small time inventor. but one day I tried to show them the potential for a creation I made, a brodcasting entana that could beam T.V. straight into a persons head, no more sitting infront of a screen, you just had the T.V. right there in your mind. but bruce thaught it was a mind control device. isn't that what T.V. IS A MACHINE FOR BRAINWASHING PEOPLE? A CREATION OF FACTORIES TO GET THEIR PRODUCTS OFF THE SHELFS? WHY WOULD HE TELL ME I COULDN'T PATENT A CREATION THAT WAS IMPROVING A BRAINWASHING DEVICE, BECAUSE IT COULD BE USED AS A BRAINWASHING DEVICE! IT MADE NO SENSE!"
sounds of things being thrown can be heard

"we are cutting this interview short." the tape clicks off.

the tape clicks on

"this is interview with the riddler part two. Edward, are you feeling better today?"

"yes, sorry I got..a bit carried away. well, I had snapped, especially when the boss off my office sector started making fun of my invention. he laughed at me, well jokes on him, because I laughed at him the whole way down. I pushed him you see, out of the building. he sat in his chair, I tied him up, taped his mouth shut the pushed him out, the chair snagged on a chord and I gave him a chance to live, I gave him a riddle, he answered wronge, and down he went. I then edited the video so it looked like he did it himself. then I decided to take revange on bruce wayne. I started sending him threats in the mail, all in the forms of riddles. it was my greatest moment. I was on top of the world, I had a plan to kill bruce, but in the end batman saved him, I am not exactly sure how, but he saved him. so I started writing everywhere in gothem "Riddle me this....Riddle me that...WHO IS AFRAID OF THE BIG....BAD....BAT!" laughing can be heard

"please, mr. nigma, Riddler, please calm ....." the tape cuts off.

(what do you think so far)

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the tape clicks on

"I am dr. conner, continueing dr.frittz's investigation of the riddler, you might have gotten rid of the last doctor, but I have been trained as a combat doctor, now please continue"

"well, let me see...oh yes, the batman, he intruiged me. a man who flies around in a bat suit? what is that all about? it was a riddle in and of itself. so I set out to figure out the riddle of the bat, who he was, why he did it, everything. and you know what? I did it, I knew who he was, it was surprising to me. but I finally knew who he was"

"wait, you know his identity? who is the bat"

"oh o, I can't tell you that, it is a riddle, riddles are ment to be figured out, but the answer shouldn't be shared, that just ruines the point of a riddle."

"alright fine, can you finish your story then?"

"well, that is it isn't it? I figured the riddle out, I have nothing now, nothing but my padded cell. but you know...when I get out of here, which wont be much longer now, I will have something, I will have the batman. not as a riddle, but as a perticipent in my riddles, after all, what is the fun of harming inocents, if it isn't a game."

"I guess this concludes it, I don't envy you who has to listen to these tapes and figure out the riddle to them, no doubt the riddler put a riddle in them somewhare."

Tape analysis- "after analysing the tapes I have found something interesting, if you remove the words that have nothing to do with a persons name or the batman you get two names, edward nigma first off, and bruce wayne, if you move the words close together it reads "Edward nigma riddles that bruce wayne is afraid of the bat." what this could mean is that bruce wayne i...edward? how did you get out of your cell?"

"I opened the door, give me a harder question." *thump* "hmmm, better take this tape. wouldn't want anyone finding it, if anyone else knows who that bat is, then I can't play with him anymore." *click*

(finished, what do you think? who should I do next? WHO IS THE BATMAN? lol JK)

what about bane the famous man who broke the bat.

I wrote it so that if you deleted all the words but those ones then it would read like that perfectly, I had to, it is the riddler afterall. (if you don't know what I mean you didn't read the tape analysis)