The Joker has it wrong - Batman doesn’t dress like a bat. Batman is a man who dresses up like a man who dresses up like a bat. Which makes me, playing Batman: Arkham Asylum a man who dresses up like a man who dresses up like a man who dresses up like a bat. And if this seems unreasonably convoluted, spare a thought for Sammy “Two Wigs” Wiggerson, my professional body double, who dresses up like a man who dresses up like a man who – oh you’ve already lost interest. (more…)

Being a Siren’s basically about being a bitch. Every time I go invisible – or stop being invisible – I explode with a burst of lightning. When I hit someone, my acidic fingertips start melting their faces off. Even when I’m just standing around I can continue electrocuting and setting fire to any poor soul who gets too close. Oh, and I’m a dab hand with shooting them in the face, too. You might think that this very special sort of bitchiness makes it difficult to form long-term relationships with people, but luckily, I have guys to back me up. Like that big guy and that other big guy and that slightly less big guy.

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