You’ve noticed that, for all of Arkham’s manias, the Riddler left most of the truly chaotic inmates out of his plans. You suppose Professor Pyg does generally stick to his... particular proclivities, but he must be near the upper limit of unpredictability.

You’ve got a hazmat suit on in case of his virus-borne drug addictions and you’re about as mentally readied for staring down a surgically deformed Dollotron as you’re ever going to be. Trudging past the abandoned cotton candy stalls and dark rides, you can start to hear it dimly.

There’s music coming from somewhere nearby. He must be prepping for an operation. You peer cautiously into the tent as Pyg begins his recitation/dance number to some invisible crowd...