Novel & Cerita Joker: Why So Serious Speech

Lizabeth "What?" I looked carefully but he didn't look like he was joking at all, he looked very serious but I knew he was a deformed wolf. Everyone Knew he didn't have a scent so there was no way he could find his mate. "Joker, that's what you are. City clown." I pulled my hand from his grip and he freed me. "So you think if you play the mate card on me I'll continue to be your puppet yh? Oh I get it now." It hit me.

It was echoing across the whole room, and I swear I wanted to push his head off for finding it funny as if he was both mocking and bullying me for the idea of revenge. His eyes shifted to me with a lopsided grin, “Awe, what's that frown for? Did you really believe that? Well, I have to warn you, I’m just joking. ” He said, "They say I was never the serious type of person, so do not believe what I said." I maintained my poker face, scowling at him, “That’s not a good joke. That’s treason.” I said, “And you are their triplet.”

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

Then they echoed, louder, bouncing off the walls of my mind until I couldn’t ignore them. And then—I laughed. Loud. Bitter. Hysterical. The sound tore from my throat, raw and wild, because what else could I do? “What the fuck did you just say?” I gasped between laughs, clutching my stomach like the sheer absurdity of it physically hurt. “I’m a man, you idiot.” But the laughter died—slowly, painfully—as my gaze found his. There was no humor in his eyes. No jest. Just that cold, suffocating seriousness that made my skin crawl.

“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.

The almighty joker finally said something serious. "Like seriously?" Said Daniel as David increased his laughter. "Why are you laughing?" Daniel asked as he felt his ears stand to listen to the answer to his question. "What's so funny?" Daniel asked. "Ever since I knew You, today is the first day in my life I ever saw you talk so serious." David said as he burst into laughter for the second time. Daniel, hearing David, he sighed and spoke. "Oh! That's why you are laughing?" He Said. He sighed for the second time before he continued talking.

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.

I responded, making it obvious that I was upset by the way he had spoken to me, and he seemed to have quickly noticed that I was, cause the look on his face changed, and he sounded a bit more serious when he spoke again. “I must have upset you again. It seems to me that it's going to take a while for you and I to understand each other because the things I say as a joke always appear serious to you and I honestly don't want us to go back to having to ignore each other again,” he said, and I could tell that he was being genuine about not wanting to have to ignore me again. “But why, though? Aren't you supposed to be happy that I ignore you? Isn't that what you always wanted from me from the st

I choke out This isn't how I said I'd react but I honestly don't care. Is this some sick joke? "Sadly, no" his shoulders slump I burst out in laughter He's going to tell me this is a joke..we'll laugh about it. He stares quizzically at me. "And who is my lucky husband-to-be?" I ask between laughs "I need you to quit laughing, Ms. Hart" he admonishes seriously "What would you have me do?" I say quietly with the same measure of seriousness "Get serious. This is happening and it's no joke" he says with a stern look

“Hey, no brooding. This is an adventure, not a prison sentence. Let me distract you.” She turned to him, her expression wary. “What are you going to do? Tell me one of your terrible jokes?” “You wound me,” he said, clutching his chest dramatically. “But yes. Absolutely.” He cleared his throat, adopting a serious tone. “Why don’t skeletons fight each other?” Riele blinked, momentarily thrown off. “Why?” “Because they don’t have the guts.” The joke was terrible. Absolutely awful. But Riele burst into laughter anyway, the tension in her chest breaking apart with each giggle. Jay grinned, triumphant, as if her joy were his greatest victory.