Instead of boasting and bragging, I’ll be honest here, while I am better than you all I do need some advice. I know there are some more experienced villains on here who have failed to take down Batman, but have succeeded in capturing (at one time or another) or even killing certain of Batman’s sidekicks… I’ve got one on my trail and she’s quite an annoying little bird if you ask me.
Maybe, we can meet up over coffee and talk about plans for world domination.
Not even you, Riddler, have tried to prove your intelligence, or at least insult mine, Come on, I was so looking forward to your rant on how dull I am. I’m so disappointing, are you scared of the long length of these riddles? I was actually hoping you’d continue on with your banter.
Eight fine friends were having a wild party, and everything was spinning out of control. Lucetius and Sani were the ringleaders, which was not surprising; they were bigger than just about everyone else at the party, and people tended to gravitate toward them.
Nobody could figure out who had invited Odain - he was probably the most eccentric of the group. The rest of the crew didn’t quite know what to make of him; he was a chilly fellow, who acted like he was on a different plane from everyone else.
Nethuns was really the only guy at the party who would have anything to do with Odain; they would occasionally associate, despite the fact that whenever they hung out together, Nethuns was more or less ostracized from the inner circle. When he wasn’t hanging out with Odain, Nethuns spent most of his time with Coelus, who lived just down the road.
Then there was Alipes and Tyr, Alipes was always running off at the mouth, spreading gossip like you wouldn’t believe, and Tyr, who lived just a few houses down, was always getting ticked off at him, and threatening to pulverize him. But that was Tyr for you, always looking for an excuse to fight.
Oh, and don’t get me started on Freya. Whew! that chick was really something. So self assured, so confident, so doggone beautiful…but man…don’t let looks deceive you. That girl had an acerbic personality like you wouldn’t believe. Not even Lucetius - the biggest and baddest of them all - would have anything to do with her.
And there you have it. Not my kind of party…I like to keep my feet on the ground, if you know what I mean. Especially after I realized that none of these people were who they seemed. In fact, when they introduced themselves to me, none of them gave me their real names! I was dismayed.
So what I’ve been trying to figure out all evening is this:
If “Tyr” is a pseudonym, what is this party-goer’s real name?
Turtles are fascinating creatures. Do you remember that old story about the turtle and the rabbit having a race? The rabbit is sure he’ll win, because the turtle is such a tediously slow and monotonous creature. But the turtle wins because slow and steady is better than fast yet unreliable. And that is certainly true; if you had a choice between someone you knew was going to be slow, but was sure to get the job done, wouldn’t you choose that person over the one who starts out going leaps and bounds but then gets distracted and never finishes whatever it was he was supposed to be doing in the first place?
Speaking of monotonous yet reliable, I was just thinking recently that, although everyone seems so excited about the best and latest and greatest cars on the market, I just can’t seem to get myself excited about cars. I mean, I drive a Mercury Tracer. Not the most thrilling and exciting vehicle on the market, but it certainly gets me where I need to go, and gives me greatgas mileage. And these days, gas mileage is a pretty important feature in a car. So I’ll take my tediously monotonous little Tracer over any wild ride that’s out there today.
Speaking of wild rides, can you imagine what it would have been like to be on Apollo 13? You know, the moon mission that was supposed to do a lunar landing in April of 1970, but had to cancel their landing and return home because of a malfunction? Everyone always wonders what it must have been like to be one of those astronauts up there desperate to get home…but you know what I wonder?
I wonder…what was it like for the wives and the children of those astronauts, wondering if they would ever make it home again? Being able to do nothing but sit and listen to every news broadcast, every report coming in, but not able to do anything else. They say listening is better than talking, and that’s why God gave us two ears and just one mouth. But I think I’d scream if I was in that situation and had nothing I could do to to help, but had to just sit, and wait, and listen!
Anyway, that’s what I wonder. But probably you’re wondering something completely different. You’re probably wondering what in the world do a turtle, a car, the moon, and an ear have in common?
And that, my friend, is a wonderful question. I shall leave you with that question now. The answer, believe it or not, is just one single word…
What is the answer?
I dig out tiny caves in which I store silver and gold. I build bridges of silver and make crowns of gold the smallest you can imagine. Sooner or later you need me, yet you’re afraid of me, what am I?
Yes, Mr. Nigma The answer was indeed a dentist as for using simple riddles from a children’s introduction website, I’m so sorry I had to reduce you down to researching on a children’s page, otherwise how would you have known it was on that particular childrens’s website?
Oh I’m positive that you’re actually the woner of this website which is how you knew, or perhaps you simply looked it up just to mock me, yes That’s it.
In case you couldn’t tell -I’m being sarcastic.
They tell a tale of a killer so apt that it was not force that spelled the end of those poor souls but the ability to keep with the times
Really, the answer could be any number of things, next time, Mr.Nigma send me something a little more closed answer, they’re far too easy when they have a couple possible answers I gave my favorite answer.