Novel & Cerita Batman Joker Monologue

I could only pray that the blood doesn't seep out and get the unwanted attention. Joker gestured to one of his men and they came over and untied me. I immediately got off the chair and needed to stretch a bit, I felt so rusty from sitting there for way too long. I looked around me, it seemed to be a clinical environment, possibly abandoned. I thought back to the rhyme joker had given to Rurac earlier on “You want your mate and maid back? Come and meet me. I'll give you a hint just because I'm a nice guy, I'm at the place where the poor would go with fear and the rich would go with ego. If you're unable to find me before the next 2 hours, I can't guarantee the safety of your mate.” Joker came

" the pretentious monk smiled. " Have you heard about the latest news in hell recently? " the bat guy asked. " What news are you talking about? it's been a long time since I set foot here, I'm always in the mortal world, gaining souls for Buddha. " the pretentious monk said. " Buddhist don't drink blood, what type of Buddhist are you... let's not digress from the main topic. there'll be a great tournament coming up in the next three months. " the bat guy said

“Stop being a fucking coward.” Joker’s face hardened. His ice-blue eyes looked even more white and deadly than usual. He placed both hands on my chest, pushing me backward. “You don’t know shit! Shut the fuck up and get out!” He pointed to the door, and the rest of his body looked visibly shaking.

Richard was too speechless to think of a comeback. Just as I got to the exit of the room, I remembered how I haven't told Bisi that I've taken up her case and that it was looking up for us, regardless of the adversaries. I turned around one more time to see her giving a weak smile to her Joker as she patted palms that covered hers.

Leaving those words behind, Joker turned and walked away without looking back. However, on his way back, he suddenly felt unwell. He started coughing violently and soon tasted the metallic tang of blood in his throat. Joker's expression changed. He hadn't expected Nash to have inflicted internal injuries on him. Having come from the same rigorous training ground as Micah and been by his side for years, Joker rarely encountered anyone who could match him. The recent fight with Nash had been intense. If Micah and Nina had arrived just a minute or two later, he might have ended up as Nash's defeated opponent.

Joker began in a low voice that was full of menace. Shooter narrowed his eyes for a moment but Bear shot him a glare and he nodded and leaned back. He ran a hand down his face as he sighed, "I know. I wasn't thinking but I never pointed it at her. I would never harm her. I just panicked. There was so much blood and screaming and all I could see or think about was her. Keeping her safe." I looked at Joker and he shrugged at me after a moment of silence. I could tell that he didn't know if he believed him or not. Neither did I but right now we had to move on and Joker knew that.

“Sometimes I forget you're a mob boss or an asshole nephew.” “Isn't that what the Joker should do? Especially when dealing with a venomous snake like Leonard. You can't let your guard down if you don't want to catch the venom.” *** [Kayoko: Don't forget 11 o'clock at the airport. I don't like waiting or I'll make sure you're broke in 5 minutes].

Still, as long as I or a body part don’t end up in a trophy case, this might seem as funny to me as it has to Lucy and Shannon. Eventually. “This is not funny, and I am not joking!” Thankfully or unfortunately, whichever works, ‘Jonathan’ chooses that moment to launch himself on a squirrel thinking it’s a bat. “DIE DEMON,” his sharp accented declaration is likely heard by the people in the lobby, it’s so loud. Not to mention every other person doing their best to avoid the lunatic as they walk through the thirty by thirty swing doors.

She leaned over, keeping her eyes on him. “Did he just put himself in time out?” She asked, raising a brow at the other man. “Uh… I think so…” Kane said, frowning… “Uh, Joker?” “Hmmm?” He asked, keeping his face towards the wall. “Whatcha doing buddy?” Kane asked, a little confused. “I’m in time out….” Joker mumbled. “Why?” Kane asked, truly confused. “My sister lectured me recently about the things that I say… She says that I’m an insensitive, mansplaining douchebag, with the undeserved ego the size of Texas….”

I don't do a lot of crying anymore, I just don't react. I think I forgot how to speak normally. I've been speaking with the deeper version of my voice ever since I was arrested. And I think I forgot how to speak in my normal voice. My other two roomies still call me Batman. I just ignore them but sometimes we can chat and just chill. I prefer to be alone though. "Aye, Jason?" I opened my eyes and looked to see Bruce. "You asleep?" "No, just meditating," I stated. "Where you going?"