Novel & Cerita Joker Why So Serious

"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?"

“I’m not standing here while some smug, overgrown psycho makes jokes about the worst night of my life.” “Overgrown?” Jeremiah called after me. “That one hurt.” I reached the door and a hand slammed against it before I could grab the handle, blocking the exit and it made me freeze. Jeremiah moved in front of me, one arm braced against the door, the teasing finally gone from his face. For the first time since he opened his mouth, he looked serious. “I’m done joking,” he said. I folded my arms, mostly so he wouldn’t see my hands shaking. “Then talk.”

"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.

Then burst into a guffaw. "Oh, Man. Don't be serious. It's not any film but real life. Come out of your filmy and reel life to real life. Don't tell me someone tried to kill me, that's why I'm in such a condition." Susanna was still laughing but there was no sign of lightness in his face. He was looking deadly serious and his jaw was tight and firm.

“Why are you guys so damn serious? What the fuck is happening and why wont you guys just spill it out already or has my father perhaps been raised out of the grave and is he on his way back home to hunt me for my sins, is that what you guys want to talk to me about??” I laughed dryly at my stupid joke to lessen the awkwardness I was feeling because they did not seem like they were ready for anything other than serious business so there was not even a sound of a chuckle, everyone just maintained their over serious faces and that was when I was sure that whatever they wanted to say was something that would need me to have people around me so that would console me and that was the reason they m

Because of what he said, I want to laugh. Is he already insane? Why is he so irritated because I wounded myself with the knife? I produced a serious expression to demonstrate that I was not amused by what he said. I pretended it wasn’t a big deal and then joined in on his joke.

"If you keep teasing me, I dare you... I am not going to talk with you even if you expose your naked body." I just laugh at him, scratching my head when seeing him defensive. He's really cute. "Fine but I notice that you are different from JM." "What do you mean?" He asks. "He's very serious in many ways and I can't make even a joke when I'm with him. He's just going to punish me." "What can I say, he's a serious man." "I know. Wait what is his name?" He hums, caressing his chin with his fingers as if he's thinking and to the fact that he knows his husband well.

“ Who this time ? “ I ask , sitting back. He clears his throat and takes another drag and then leans forward placing his elbows on his bouncing knee. “ Another politician left a card with our patch on again. Throat slit and left out in the open this time whoever it is are wanting to make it more public now “ I grunt and roll my eyes. Just as the beast walks in his dead eyes scan the room before he takes the seat at the side of Joker. He looks at Joker's bouncing knee and the joint in his hand then rolls his eyes and looks at me. The beast didn’t have much patience and although they too love one another and would take a bullet for the other , Joker annoys Beast with his energy. Joker was ridd

It was a prison that I was stuck in for nothing, totally unable to escape from. All because of Ava, assuming he wasn't lying about getting swindled. I look up at his face to see it unhinged, with his jaw clenched. He was serious, deadly serious about this. My laugh dies down. He was serious. He couldn't possibly be serious. “This has got to be some sort of joke. Point me to the cameras, please,” I say, looking around in disbelief. “I believe, at this point, you would know I am always serious, Ava...Aria or whatever you call yourself."

He is an annoying fucking psycho! "My mouth isn't as filthy as someone else's, at least." I affirm, my anger rising rapidly. I feel like slapping the shit out of his mouth, or shove this fork down his throat. "You take yourself too seriously to even take or differentiate a joke. Come on, I am totally harmless, remember?" Harmless my left foot! May the devil screw his sweet lying mouth! Fuck his ridiculous jokes! "Hey! I was honestly kidding, alright?" He asserts when I just stare at him dry of words.