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@Dr Henry Jekyll, the Riddler is dead, cant you see. All thats left is you and me. This knife in my hand is proof of that. You are Seuss you say, well look whats in my hat. His eyes his fingers and look there a toe. At long last there is something you should know. You've nothing left to prove, this ends the show. Drs jekyll and hyde youve nothing to fear. Mister nigma is gone. But the Rake is here.
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@Dr Henry Jekyll, so here i ask you on this day. Are you friend or foe, the answer you must say. Friend will give you a pat on the back and a handshake as well. While foe will receive the same but with fear you will dwell. Will i strike first? Will i lay back? You will always fear the coming attack. The Riddler was nothing but words and games. I, however, will cause fear with names. The Rake, The Hidden, and slendy too. My allies are everywhere and coming for you. This rhyming game you play is no fun. Its far to simple so i will say one last thing, run.
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@CreepyPastaGuy, I was passing by when I came across this scene, and felt an obligation to intervene. For you see, The Riddler was a dear friend of mine, he personally taught me the way of the rhyme. And now that his riddling days are done, you feel that you have surely won? But listen closely my morbid friend, for not all good things come to an end. I will take his place in fighting you two, any qualms had with him you have with me too. So riddle me this if you can Hyde and Guy, what is your preferred way to die?
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@Lord Tator, as ive stated before i dont like to rhyme. Its to easy for me and i dont have the time. You think you have won or youre clever in a way but this is no game you can easily play. What is my preferred way to die you say? Okay ill play. If death is your game i know it well ive killed your mentor and sent him to hell. Yes i am morbid thats the name of the game when fear is your ally and hell is your name. The Riddler was a fool, thinking that death wouldn't catch him. His last word were Riddle me this as i slid the knife in his spine. When it came to his riddles i did just fine. My friends in the shadows helped me along. If you listen closely you can here their song. Now ive got a riddle for you. How do you kill that which you cant see? When you look death in the face then you can take his seat.
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@CreepyPastaGuy, You're quite good at this, there's no doubt about that. And if I felt you could beat me I'd tip you my hat. But rest assured, my hat still lays on my head, for it is not I who will soon be dead. You talk a big game, with friends in high places. But there must be a reason they don't show their faces. They hide in the dark, too scared to go to the light. Do you really think you're the only thing that goes bump in the night? You call this a game, I can't help but agree. Life surely is a game, one best played between you and me. But I have some bad news for you friend, your life and this game will soon come to an end. For you see, while you were talking yourself up and making demands, I easily acquired the upper hand. Your friends in the shadows are all banished to hell. Don't worry, their deaths were quick, for I do my work well. If we are to play this game, it will be between you and me. Your move, Mr. Guy. I shall be waiting for thee.
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@Lord Tator, it seems that we have ourselves a stalemate. But i have been given time to contemplate. Scheming is my specialty the rhyming is just not for me. You say you have sent away my friends but they were just a means to an end. You see it was all a test. You passed with flying colors. You are the best. However your pedestal is tall and you may have it all. But that makes it ever greater when you fall. All good things must come to an end. And im afraid it will be you who is dead my friend.
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@CreepyPastaGuy, A stalemate would suggest, that you had a chance at being the best. Since that is not true, I have bad news for you. My pedestal towers over all you have done, just to remind you who has really won. And if I somehow fell, I'd take you with me to the pits of hell. You put yourself in this mess, only I can take you out. Don't you dare try to prematurely end this bout. You say that rhyming is not your game, what a shame. It has only just begun, and yet I've already won.
RIDDLER. I'm calling you out. But first, let me tell you what this is about. A long time ago, I had a new name. Doc Seuss it was, and I played the rhyming game. You challenged me when you saw my rhyme, and you killed me, dear Riddler, for I ran out of time. Now that you're back Ill have my revenge. Old Doc Seuss I wish to avenge. Know that this time you're dealing with two. Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde