Joker Speeches Novels & Stories

“What would you do?” Jenny asked me. She stood there, arms wrapped around herself like she was trying to keep warm, biting into her bottom lip. I didn’t even have to think about my response. “Me? I’d confess. The last thing I’d want to do is spend my final days locked up with this lot. Mind you, I’d probably give a long speech about how they owed their lives to me and how much they didn’t deserve it. Make them feel as shitty as possible. Gratitude is fleeting, but shame lasts forever.”

Not even my own blood came close to them. Hitting the dial I wait for Joker to pick up. “ Speak fast “ he states. I hear him panting and faintly I hear gagging , slurping and moaning and I roll my eyes. He was fukcing. When was he not ? “ It’s planted , empty your sack and then get to work “ I snap, hanging up.

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

Dressed in all black, Jenny couldn't decide if Alexander looked more like a martial artist or a stealthy thief, pondering this as she brought a finger to her lips, signaling others to quiet down while facing the crowd. He was nearly ready, with note cards laid out on the podium to guide him through the bullet points they'd prepared together. Jenny felt proud to have assisted in crafting this speech, knowing it addressed those responsible for the attack on everything dear to her—including the Swift family and the Bloody Sapphire. She signaled to Alexander that it was time, blowing him a kiss followed by a playful wink. "Once this is over," she thought with a giggle, "I plan to do terrible and

- 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.

Joker looked at Stella with reddened eyes and asked, "Am I going to die? Will I be sentenced to death?" "Have you ever thought of what the world after death would look like?" Stella asked. Joker fell silent; he was in a trance. Stella smile, "Joker, you've been alone for a long time. Since you didn't say what you wanted to eat, there's nothing I can do." Stella stood up. "I want hamburgers, salad, ham, and turkey," Joker said, looking at Stella. "I will ask someone to send them all to you at night. Just go to sleep in peace. You don't need to be so tense all the time," Stella said as she left.

Then someone in the crowd sneered, their voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, that must be Sophia's sugar daddy. Showed up to defend her. She's not picky, is she. She'll take a guy in his fifties." The crowd erupted. Some covered their mouths, laughing. Others joined in openly. "Yeah, I heard she doesn't care about age. Maybe this old man's a regular too." The dean's expression tightened. He turned sharply toward the crowd. "All of you–shut your mouths!" He glanced at my injuries, his voice urgent.

looks like she must have been so scared to offend someone so rich. This forces me to laugh out loud as I return my phone to my pocket and wave at both of them. "All right, it's okay, guys. Chill a little bit and live up. I'm just joking." I say and watch as the lady turns to me with fury on her face. "You deserve an endless sea of punches for that, do you know?" she asks, but I shrug. " What can I say? It's part of my mini traits. I am in Joker by profession."

“Ace! Ace!” “Shut up,” Joker said to him viciously. “Shut up, or I’ll saw off his cock first thing, instead of last. You want that?” Right away, Spider’s voice died in his throat. Of all the things that he’d thought these men would do, that hadn’t even crossed his mind, and suddenly all he saw were years and years of nightmares in front of him. Years and years of wondering what the man that he loved had gone through, before finally being given the blessed release of death.

he turned slightly, letting the moonlight glint off his scarred cheek, “I fucking hate bitches that don’t know their hoe behavior.” He chuckled. I exhaled, pinching the bridge of my nose. What kind of ass-up motivational speech was that? We were about to face a legendary soul-devouring, seal-breaking beast, and this man’s speech sounded like he was prepping for a turf war with ghost strippers.