I just finished batman legends of the dark knight prey. good story but hugo man. what did they mean by that

I can't imagine what you're referring to...

Hugo's characterization here is I think mostly just a symptom of how uncontrollably horny this entire comic is, but his relationship to the idea of Batman is so fascinatingly steeped in sex and gender that I can't bring myself to look away. The fact that he sees Batman's vigilante violence as inherently erotic...

The fact that his envy towards Batman is expressed through jealousy over that perceived eroticism, which he projects onto both real and imaginary women in misogynistic outbursts where he screams at them for (he has assumed) preferring Batman to him...

And yeah, the fact that after he gets angry at his sexy mannequin woman for "thinking" Batman is better than him, he takes off the Batman costume and puts it on her instead. For whatever reason. And then puts it back on himself.

#OnlyinGotham

I've come from a corner of the world called Orre (known as the Badlands, it's not as famous as Kanto or Johto) and when things grew too peaceful I decided to take a vacation to Gotham. (My husband is pretty famous and has contacts in the underground) So he bought me a real nice apartment not too far away from the Iceburg Lounge. (Not that I couldn't afford it myself, he just wanted to treat me because I am his King.)  Anyway; The people here think they are tough shit and it makes me laugh because, they're not as tough as taking on the living embodiment of Life and Death or getting sucked into another dimension because a depressed and lonely giant hell dragon decided she was bored one day and needed a playmate because some assholes couldn't leave her siblings alone, while their God-like Father being just stood over and watched you clean up the mess, even though you never wanted to play the fucking hero because you've got an underworld empire to run and this is sidetracking that plan!   I digress...  Not even a day into my holiday and the Bat Signal lights up my bedroom so fucking brightly I thought there was a bloody Moltres in the sky. Needless to say, I managed to keep a low profile for about...fifteen months of me living here. I worked during the day, kept my circle away from the rogues as long as possible and basically no big showman, 'Hey Bats look at me' gesture (Not even a leather kilt and a ultity pouch draws attention, which is nice because, I love my leather kilt, makes it easy to run away in...amongst other things.)    ..It all went out of the window when Dr. Hugo Strange decided he found out about my business. Turns out, he wanted my poisons rare and unobtainable in Gotham because not many people even LIKE Poison Types where I come from! And Dr. Strange does not take no for an answer. Very, very, long story stort: Batman arrests us both, I'm given the choice of going home to face justice or three months in Arkham for handling of illicit chemicals. (And due to my...mental health details provided by my lawyer, Blackgate's off the table) Naturally I chose Arkham...and well...three days after telling my husband, There's a huge commotion and- "Team Rocket Blasts Biggest Arkham Breakout!"   As it turns out it was one of the most spectacular in Gotham's History because:  + I escaped in my husband's distinctive red 'R' painted Helicopter (And in case it isn't clear enough, I'm a guy, some people still lose their shit over two men kissing in a helicopter)  + Monsters that confused even the Batman  + ALL of Batman's Rouges escaped that night.  + My husband planned everything, right down to how to avoid the Bat completely. So we're back home and in one of my many bases around the regions. I haven't been back since and I miss Gotham. A lot. Especially that apartment. One day I plan to come back to Gotham. Not yet, but one day and when I do. I'm making Strange my number one enemy. (And in case you're wondering; I didn't WANT him to break me out, he just went ahead and did it anyway, he got worried, it was sweet, Arkham's got a bad reputation.)  TL;DR: Strange got us arrested, Giovanni busted me AND EVERY SINGLE ROGUE out of Arkham Asylum because after a year and three months of being away from me, he wasn't gonna make it a year and a half. Bonus: Batman hurt himself in his confusion.  - King x