Batman Joker Monologue Novels & Stories

I couldn't care if his head cracked. “That hurt,” he whined as he robbed the spot, but I felt satisfied at my revenge. “You psycho Joker!” I said ready to hit him again when he grabbed my wrist. “Joker is a psycho already so your sentence is redundant. It's just like saying ‘you black charcoal'” he said and continued laughing. “What are you so insufferable?” I couldn't help but ask, “I feel like pulling my hair out just talking to you. Who knew you had this side of you too?”

"Oh, come on." "I'm serious." "So what are you now? Batman?" "Better." "Superman?" "Worse." "Iron Man?" "Closer." I looked toward Damiano, expecting him to laugh along with me, but instead he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and gave me a small nod. "He's telling the truth." My smile slowly faded. "Wait." "Yes, it's what you're thinking, Jax." "You're serious?" "Unfortunately." "What do you mean unfortunately?"

Andreas gets angry, but he remains still in his place, not moving, just looking at him and letting him take out everything he has in his pocket first, as it is said, the stillness that precedes the storm. a disgusting joker; You know, I don't even know why you were captured. You are useless, unlike your brothers. All we take from you is your rotten smell. Andreas coldly; I finished?!! disgusting joker; I really don't know how I can stand standing here in the same place you are, how stinking you are, like a rotting corpse. Andreas quietly nodded affirmatively; Well, well, that's great Joker as if he's going to vomit;

His mouth twitches, and amusement flickers across his face as he runs a hand through his hair lazily. “Do I look like the staff?” he asks, voice heavy with arrogance. I hesitate, my heart still pounding in my chest. “Then who are you?” He tilts his head, his smirk widening, and then drops his voice into that familiar rasp from every childhood movie. “I’m Batman.”

"It makes you human. Your father did things that hurt you. Nobody can tell you how to carry that." Jack fell silent, his emotions swirling until he felt he might lose control entirely. Then he remembered something - what his mother used to tell him when things seemed at their wit's end. He closed his eyes and pictured the field of butterflies from his memories. Her voice rose clear in his mind: *"You're my little Joker."*

You called me crazy? Diamond " Is that it? Is that why you killed Queen and Joker? Joker never said anything to you. Elizabeth" You're right but he attacked me first. Well, it's your time to die. Diamond " Stop this. It's not funny. Elizabeth" (laughs) HA, HA, HA.. Oh, but it is. Any last words? (clicks gun) Diamond " Very well then, if you must me, let's do it the old fashioned way. Hand to hand combat. No weapons.

Lucas bent to take mental notes of the surroundings while roman just stood casually with his hands in his jacket pocket, while low key feeling uncomfortable. “You don’t have much of a choice my friend” Roman muttered under his breath, “I heard that” Lucas got up and Roman chuckled softly “Just waiting for the day you’d admit I’m batman because I’m always saving your ass” He grinned at Roman “You’d never hear that from me” Roman scoffed, Lucas shook his head at Roman’s denial and kept scouring the area.

He revels in it, his laughter echoin' through the room, fillin' the space with a twisted sense of joy. “Ya an asshole,” I mutter, unsure of what else to say, feelin' the weight of the situation pressin' down on me. “Oh, I’m hurt!” Joker exclaims, his hand flyin' up to his heart in mock agony. “Ouch,” he adds with an exaggerated pout, clearly enjoyin' every second of this. I roll my eyes at his theatrics. “I might need to tell my daughter ya bad for 'er,” he laughs.

Athena POV “I used to think my life was a tragedy, but now I realize, it’s a comedy”. That famous quote from the Joker runs through my head over and over, as my clothes are absolutely drenched in slimy red and yellow gunk. Only, in my case, it’s still a tragedy. I fail to see the comedy part in all of this.

The message on it is slightly faded but I will always know what's written on it. Batman + Robin = Forever Jace rushes over to me and places Robin on the floor. He begins to crawl around the living room, grabbing onto the couches and coffee tables for support when he tries to walk. Jace and I stare proudly. He stares at me and asks, "What are you thinking?" I just smile and reach up to kiss him. He places one hand on the wall beside my head and kisses me back. I smile against his lips. Yes, Batman and Robin will always be together.