Joker Frases Novels & Stories

I said with stifled breath and he knocked my head. "What was that for?" I yelp, giving him a puppy face. "I'm not bingo stupid, I am Joker." He grins widely, trying to explain to me who Joker was, well I know Joker so he should stop stressing himself out cause I'm not gonna act like I know him. "What do you mean Joker?" I said, squeezing my face at him, "you look horrible, who's the girl that made you do this." He scowls at me and I tap his chest playfully, why is he looking so cute even with red and white paints destroying his face.

While this one who jumped with bent legs and disproportionately disproportionate uncontrolled cellular growth and in total a hormonal tax coming from the graphically enlarged horde of uncontrolled bent like inverted springs. Even, without the aid of ropes, jumping with momentum from one roof, towards another roof, to the other side of the building, without reasoning, when, he waited, destroying other buildings and parapets, turning his face as if being boneless and throwing a blast of what looked like magma. Then it was soon imploding, without taking him to the factory or the drug distributor, the Joker and Freak factory and when he least expected it, he landed in the last factory where over

"I'm just concerned, you're the only friend I have" He pulled a sober face and then burst into laughter. "You're weird you know that right? You're cringing me out with those eyes" he said and then shook his head. "Joker" I commented, kicking my feet at the edge of the desk. "Believer" he snapped back and I shook my head, laughing with him too but I never meant that. He kept my hope high and he's so unreadable. I was really mad but then I only exhaled softly and gnashed my teeth.

Aesthetic's POV: “ Let me introduce myself first. “ The man with a friendly personality exclaimed and stand up with full of excitement. He have this very alluring smile but an eyes that can make thousands of women cry. His hair was shaggy, opposite to his face but his presence was very light. As if he can't hurt you, but I know that those fangs of him can torn my own flesh apart. Though I’m not that scared to him, but I won't let my guards down. “ My name is Joker, but I prefer to be called as Jake. “ He said while looking at me with his lips stretched widely. I don’t know if I'm gonna laugh or what, but his name sounds so funny. Joker? Well, his sunny personality proves it. “ And yeah! I’m

Here Andreas has had enough and decided to end this farce and to shut up that chattering mouth that will never stop if he does not act. Andreas points his finger at him to turn towards him; Come forward, Joker, come, I want to tell you something. Don't be afraid of anything. Those rods are deadly, and I can't hurt you through them. I was shocked as soon as I touched them, and I couldn't stand their pain. Come on. Joker steps forward with confidence, stands near the bars, and smiles; Let's talk what you want

How in the world did he become the man I didn't recognise, a man that I wanted to kill in an instant because right here, he was dancing so foolishly, swirling his glass with wine before he gave it to me, grinning from ear to ear. "Drink up, it will make you feel good," he said, standing right in front of me, the ridiculous Joker makeup crinkling around his eyes. I smiled, taking the wine from him. "I don't think the doctor will want that," I said, while he feigned a deep frown.

- Said Penguin. – But did you notice something, Joker? - Questioned Poison Ivy. - What, dear? – Asked the clown. - We haven't seen him in weeks. - Said the green woman. - You, like all of us, know that what we have here is not the original. Poison said. - And you know he doesn't kill. - Said Crocodile. - But we don't know about this new one. - Said Riddler. - He had thousands of opportunities to kill you and he didn't, and it was free. - Said Penguin. “Because he would kill an innocent even now for money.

"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."*

"To knocking that girl in the face with a baseball bat...Girl, your like a Harley Quinn!" I swallowed down what was in the shot glass, my throat feeling like it was on fire. " Yeah, and your son is the Joker."

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….”